THE ANGEL OF MY DREAMS

(A little present.....only 4 u....written on 25th September, 2012)

In the darkness of the never ending night.
Amidst the crawling shadow, where I hide.
I see the angel of the fall, out of the sky.
Holding my hands tight, closing by my side.

Driven by the lost, consumed by the fear.
Ruthless creepers, with my heart they play.
"Fear not now", says the angel of the night.
"None would hurt, as long as I'm here to stay."

Gone are the fears, the darkness haunts no more.
You saved me once again, O sweet angel of mine.
Together now are we, walk on the road of night.
Till in the distant horizon, the sun rises and shine.

"But what if, they come again tomorrow night ?"
Asked an anxious me, looking in her eyes.
"Will you be there for me again, like today ?"
"When the darkness haunts and the devil cries ?"

Smiled the angel, beaming through her face.
"I am there always, living amidst your heart."
"Reach for me and I'd be there right beside you,"
"And will be there forever, till death do us part."

Slowly opening my eyes, I see my dream fade.
It's the brand new day, as the warm sun greets.
The angel of my dream, nowhere I can see.
Just the sound of her steps, as my little heart beats.

THE GIRL I SEE EVERYDAY

(Writing once again after more than a year....for a new start....written on 21st February, 2012 )

You are the sound of the first monsoon rain.
The pelting sound on my glass window pane.
Carrying within a novel hope of sprinkled bliss.
Forever, the soul within craves to heed you again.

You are the wild unnamed flower in the bush.
Blooming in the midst of a dark swarming forest.
Like a beauty among the beasts, an oasis in a desert.
A sweet memory I bear, within every nightmare I see.

You are the beam of the stars and the moon.
Reigning all over the sky on a clear summer night.
Illuminating, when the light betrays the world around .
Swallowing darkness away, you make me fear no more.

You are the rattling of the new spring leaves.
Cheering and laughing with the mild winds, you play.
Another new beginning after a long, cold and dry winter.
A reason to start all over new, a reason that is you.

You are the dew on the grass of a cold early morning.
A precious diamond, a rare gemstone of our nature.
Like a gift to the world, for the start of a brand new day.
A present to be locked away, within the prison of my soul.