I've spent twilights dreaming about walking down the skyline with you towards a harbor which is probably elusive as I want to spend with you the maximum amount of time I breathe. With you, besides me, it's not that tough to walk on spinous path as I know, you would be there to heal my wound. My heart dances on the beat of your heart and somehow they get entangled amongst themselves. Some voids in between them, for us to fill in with extra warmth and trust, this journey with you has been nothing but a lesson for me to learn how two people can walk side by side forever, with intertwined fingers, palms touched, towards a dubious destination. On days, I would crave for you to narrate me some stories about yourself so that I could get to know you even more. On days, I would like you to play an acoustic cover on guitar and sing along with it. With you, I've learnt to live a little more than I was actually. With you, I learnt that if I don't love myself, I can't expect someone else to do so. With you, I learnt that true love does exists but it just awaits for the right person and indeed the right time. And when you, looked at me, I felt the universe noticed me.
Singing to the rhythm of your sweet breathe, I make myself realise that falling in love with you was neither a mistake nor a choice but yes, it was destined.
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She sets up and dims the lights Her orchestra of wind blowing through lush green trees Builds from a whisper to a forte Crescendo! Beautiful lightening cast blinding light in a white dangerous rhythm Thunder drums quietly, then BOOM! And it stops… To let applause ripple through the valley which she lingers Until it stops in the early hours of the dawn With the sun peaking over the glittering hills Her song has finished She slips away and hides in solitude To write another song To shatter earthly silence Once again to amaze us all And shower us with 'Rain'
by Catherine Defreitas ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The Many Stages of Life. Shakespeare wrote: that in Life, we pass through seven,stages, and for each stage, we fill many pages. Recording details, joyful and sad: of deeds done, be they good or bad. Lifestyles led - be they short or long: a mournful dirge or joyful song? they’ll mark times of joy and strife each book recording a stage in life. But of all events therein, there’s no doubt, The Rhythm of Life, runs throughout!
A Challenge was issued to write a poem, based on the theme "The Rhythm of Life." Herewith my attempt to describe poetically, the Seven Phases, of life in metred rhyme:
A baby’s first cry, a Mother’s sigh, a Father’s joy, be it girl or boy! The Rhythm of Life - renewing.
Tho not adept, a toddler’s first step: an excited giggle, a hesitant wiggle! The Rhythm of Life - exploring.
A chilling dream: a piercing scream: a splashing bath, a show of wrath! The Rhythm of Life - revealing.
It’s off to school, playing it cool, friendships made, twixt lad and maid, The Rhythm of Life - inviting.
In the Class, shy looks pass: Girl dates boy, flirting coy: The Rhythm of Life - delighting.
Embarrassed flush: a girlish blush. With proposal made, plans are laid, The Rhythm of Life - maturing.
Lovers matched, a wedding hatched, with banns said, the twosome wed. The Rhythm of Life - inviting.
Twixt a couple paired, love is shared. Next it’s three, maybe more to be? The Rhythm of Life, expanding.
Heaven be praised, the family’s raised, then comes the desire, to retire. The rhythm of Life, now slowing.
After happy years, and some tears, walk grows slow, soon time to go. The Rhythm of Life, is waning.
When The Reaper calls, the curtain falls: being time to leave, some will grieve. For The Rhythm of Life, has ended!