~ Because together, We are Collage ~

Awoke from a dream,

From a reality I can’t redeem;

Where stars flash and gleam,

Then showered upon me – with the snowy seem.

It was infinite,

If only your own eyes can see what it did;

From above it showered and lit everything,

Then suddenly nothing.....nothing was subscene.

No scarcity of room,

Nor pace of time;

And then all reset – a conscious bloom,

Of insight, sensation and my mind.

Everyone was dancing,

Hand-in-hand;

Trusting and sharing,

As we could and can.

You were there too,

And him and her;

Amazed as me – of what we can do,

When we gather and get together.

When we're together,

There’s no worry;

Our now and ever,

More similar than different we are wary.

Once together...

With us -- guy and girl;

Never will it ever blur,

That nature’s our religion – the world our temple.

Being together,

Is the arch of love;

Not a thing can deject -- not a thing can tamper,

Our true living's girth -- a true society's birth.

Together,

We are shades of colours;

No divinity can tailor,

Such design of grandeur – such gift of ours.

No perfection,

Nor ideality;

Only completion,

And heavenly accidentality.

Because together,

Possibilities -- not few -- are all in touch;

Because together,

Me and You -- We are Collage.

Under the Winter Rain, with Her...

Up she stares,

Through the cold dry air;

To the blank grey skies,

Where hardly a bird flies.

Tired trees - - naked,

For only warm nests - - the bird's blanket;

Acknowledges the season - - with her visible breath,

As she watched - - layered with all she has.

Every step on the polished ground,

Everytime she looks around;

Is complete with little crystals of white - - drops of snow,

Even the sun is cushioned by the fog below.

And then comes the wind's brushes,

With lovely palms, she self-embraces;

Belittle her thick fabrics,

Make up her pinkish cheeks.

From time to time,

With her eyes - - they sublime;

Stares at him,

With the needing seem.

Catching them and her feminine being,

Is when his icy feeling;

Melts - - starts clinging,

Calming her numb hands becomes his...so wanting.

Can't not

Can’t not...

Ever since I looked away,

And went a different way,

Let my back face yours;

Knowing -- we now have different doors.

Seeing new faces,

Walking – with that same pace – on different bases;

Feels new -- yet old,

Playing a few -- different role.

Can’t stop but look back,

Dancing in my mind when thoughts slack;

Those memories remain buried deep,

Ringing before and after I sleep.

Made me chuckle, then smile,

 Like an idiot – insane for a while;

From a lazy stare to the board,

Sometimes I get bored, then I get caught.

Can’t not,

Let go history I brought;

Be free from fond’s besot,

Oh…god.

Can’t not,

Think of all sort;

Can’t not,

Miss you a lot.

Distance (It's Okay)

No sound,

Looking around;

So silent,

So stagnant...

Distant -- from my sight,

Existing deep inside;

Sketches in black and white,

They whisper then hide.

I wonder,

And I ponder;

Whenever,

And wherever.

What I could listen,

Moments I could earn;

If I am there,

Breathing their air.

Bend me the light,

Let me have you in sight;

Take me for a flight,

To get there -- no matter day or night.

Or let me hold,

And take away the cold;

From the world in my palms,

Or embraced in my arms.

But it's okay,

For there's always a way;

To put distance away,

Out of our way.

But it's okay,

For you can still hear words I say;

Rewind memories and thoughts of yesterday,

Even see you without delay.

And it's okay,

Because within ourselves our bonds will stay;

Through times of hardship and of play,

Though there's distance -- it's still okay.

Till we meet one day,

Look forward from today;

Despite the distance -- day by day,

Stay together -- then it's okay...