Only Winners.

Winner stands alone(Paulo Coelho)

The wind it came from a distance,
carried stories and voices of winners,

Are you a winner without the one fallen?

win, won, win was their stance,
mighty they were no sinners.

They had a pair of eyes, legs, hands and ears,
and from their mouth they shouted and ate,
winners they were, they knew no fears,
and they believed in some special fate.

Cried they when they were born,
they were winners but not without losers.
Kernels taste different are of same corn.
The wind came and carried stories of winners.

It is real cold up there.

Did, do, will do?

What did we  do?
even cow has a reason to moo.
A cup of tea and paper free,
I speak what they feed me.

Walk on the asphalt ever,
illuminated flex, posts never.
In oblivion still is the bench,
how can ever our thirst quench?

The high tower and skyscraper,
higher is the height of lover.
The lost words of an unsaid sentence,
do we have anything hence?

Night clubs and pubs solitude heal,
being with own-self is more real.
 Fall to soil fly however long,
what kinship do we belong?

Daring

Quivering thoughts crossed my swiftest part,
explaining why I had turned out to be a rot,
giving reasons three in a trot.

I had dared to dream the funniest,
tried to be odd in front of the rest,
asked for lifelong sleep was the jest.

I was planning to be unique,
multitude thought I had a queer tonic,
preferring failure to success in sonic.

I walked in a manner not right,
my light! I was being out of sight,
thought to sleep during day, work at night.

Incarnation Incarcerated

It was then that it all started.
The sky was mysteriously transparent purple, the air pleasurably suffocating, the roads a mesmerizing desert and the psyche full of despondent thoughts.
Incarnation incarcerated.
It was than that it started.

Wish You Were Here

Satiety I was onto a nap;
looking back ardently gave a snap,
reminiscences started to unfold,
those eyes had never been cold.

Mystical presence was just my wish for the day,
psychic Sibyl always gave a lay.
Belief was times were euphoric,
exquisite voice made me hypnotic.

Together now, that fallacy made me lone,
but I stand amidst the desired tone.
That lucid face I sensed in my tear,
how I wish you were here.   

Realize

Through the light, into an arduous circle,
stood four pillars of a certain miracle.

Deceived by the maiden, seemed high was low,
said I am prime, rest my only shadow.

Continued to the next, stood on green had shine,
said words have two meaning, they are all mine.

Was actually three, other being mere mirror affair,
laughed in anguish, vision was lost in the air.

Last hold the bridle, but was unsure where to go,
others were horses, save love, whose legs did not show. 

Examples all around

Life is not so hard to live,
if in world you know what you can give.
          Lets be like a river,
          give and take without shiver. 

Life is not a mystery to solve,
if in world you know how you love.
          Lets be like a bird,
          sing for everyone in the herd.

The confessions of Mr.D

My love for you knows no bound,
forget the roses,
I will give you lost time and dead sounds.

My love for you is not possessive,
I know you'll come back to me,
or me to you,
and then I will set you free.

My love for you is unmatched,
forget the horses,
I will ride you in carriage that travels in wind.

My love for you is not showy,
you are to me,
what Dawn, Star, Mountains and Dusk are to me.

My love for you only is immortal,
every time you are born,
I will always be felt.
However you freeze the Ice,
it will, only I know, will always melt.