Soft summer breeze,
The darkened sky,
Distant rain sounds,
Fill up my senses,
With thoughts of you.
Some leftover passions,
A few damp emotions,
Little soft sighs,
My sentimental thoughts,
Did they reach you?
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
School: The Daily Drill
That hurried breakfast,
Uniform, shoes, bag and bottle,
A long wait for the school bus,
Sudden panic for the forgotten homework,
Happy chatter in the school corridors,
That sing-song ‘Good Morning’ for the teacher,
Noisy slamming of the desk lid,
Mad scramble at the sound of the recess-bell,
The rainy day holiday,
I think I’ll give myself some holiday homework today.
Uniform, shoes, bag and bottle,
A long wait for the school bus,
Sudden panic for the forgotten homework,
Happy chatter in the school corridors,
That sing-song ‘Good Morning’ for the teacher,
Noisy slamming of the desk lid,
Mad scramble at the sound of the recess-bell,
The rainy day holiday,
I think I’ll give myself some holiday homework today.
Friday, July 8, 2011
Last Night
Last night, you were there,
I felt some magic in the air,
Did you feel it too?
Last night, we walked,
Hand in hand, for a long time,
Do you still feel my touch?
Last night I dreamed of the rain,
My pillow, my cheeks are still a bit damp.
I think I looked for you.
I felt some magic in the air,
Did you feel it too?
Last night, we walked,
Hand in hand, for a long time,
Do you still feel my touch?
Last night I dreamed of the rain,
My pillow, my cheeks are still a bit damp.
I think I looked for you.
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