Smiling Tombstones

In the midst of the Happy mountains
stood a Happy little home
with a happy mother, little ones
and a busy happy dad.
In the midst of the Happy mountains
in the Happy little home
they sang , they danced
they loved, lived and hoped.
Fire roared ; amidst the serene mountains
Smoke heat and blood
The happy little mountains
Was roaring, with anguish bitter and harsh
Happiness..halted..starled silence!
In da midst of the Silent mountains
stood sad solemn tombstones
One for the mother, big one for the dad
and little little ones
stood sadly smiling back

The whore

You may peirce me with your cold filth
You may judge me, call me whore
but i'm nevertheless a woman
you never understood before..
Do you think i chose to be this
do you think I'm having the time of life,
but it's pain and despair that holds me
the greedy eyes of men.
You may pierce me with your filth
you may call me whore
but my heart still seeks true love
though all it feels is cold

The Bride

When the silent breeze whispers in my ear
and the shadow of darkness creep
I hear your silent whisper
though distant,echoing with the wind
"Sleep tight my love,my maiden
Sleep tight my love tonight
I'm watching from my home so distant
where my soul it at rest and light.
There's no reason to be tearful
nor fearful, Oh my sweet bride,
I'm watching over you  o'er the distance
  until you join my side."

"I call you Oh thee my lover
Look upon me through the night
the bedside once warmed by your warmth
Is cold with nights cruel stare
Why didn't you take me with you
all this war and despair
Please look upon me my lover,
Leave me alone you, how dare?"

"Hush my bride " he whispers
through the still night air
"Live joyfully , I'm with you
Wipe your tears,my lady fair.
Your not alone sweet angel,
your not alone i swear
I had a price to pay for
to make thousand tomorrow's bright
may it pay a ransom
for peace , Love and joy."

The spell

It's felt
it melts the depth of the heart
It's warmth
survives the coldest of nights
It's joy

  fulfills the souls lonely plea
and  happiness comes to be...
It's felt
Cause, it's a little bit of magic
A spell
named Love....

Fear not..

Fear not Aylan,
sleep sweet child
nothing ain't harms you
hush sweet child.
The waves aren't roaring
not any more
but the fearsome hearts
of mankind roars..

#reganwrites

Seen yet Unseen

Seen yet unseen
flows like a river
seen yet unseen
touched yet untouched
the depth still and silent
 seen yet unseen
touched yet untouched.
Making rhythmic ripples
that sway with the lust of wind
seen yet unseen
touched yet untouched 
spent and unspent
it goes on.....
until it ever  halts
would you ever realize
the splendor within 
  seen yet unseen..