Sasha Damien, 22 june 2012
I was picking diamonds from the heavens
When my hair got tangled with the stars in the breeze
Fireflies reached up in glee too, their soft glow dancing
Singing our mirth awash with moon-paint, I smiled
Then the night tugged gently, pulling away the sky
For the dawn to stroll in, with her show-stopper colors
The diamonds in my hands were spilling their brilliance
Reaching down to earth, to jewel my silent hopes
I learned to fly with the winds on rapture
Their swoosh, music to my hopes on wish-pegs
They warm themselves in the summer-sun promises
Waiting to burst alive on my future rainbows
Some nomads we pick treasures from the future
The skies and nature our only witness
We walk with them prized in our hunting bags
Carrying hope in its precious revered status...
Sasha Damien, 13 june 2012
Cherishing moments, their memories flee time
Living their lives away by themselves
Solitude marks them, their dance without the other
Threading secrets into their lone existence
She trails his footsteps, and he, he goes where she would
Tandem in life, their rhythm in perfect symmetry
Their silence fall gently on each other’s universe
Keeping them together in two separate worlds
The prince of darkness cannot hold her light
It’s a sequence they are cloaked in, to battle out life
Their times together cannot be revealed
That’s the price they pay, to live out their truth
Grant them a wish, and it would be, each other
Just the one thing their lives would not hold
Ways of realties steel meshed in the matrix
Locked in love, forging on through layered realities...
Sasha Damien, 13 june 2012
Skipping daintily on dew drenched mornings
She wakes up the enigma in sleeping flowers -
Purple lilacs and yellow buttercups open up
As the sun rises on her delicate morning radiance
She rides the gentle breeze, first kiss of a new day
Touching sleepy minds, their worries brushed off
Nurtured by her soothing glow, the day climbs up again
To the waiting world, jaded from all the nights gone
She is the fragrance of new promises on the horizon
She cleanses little regrets, shaping them around
Breathing her freshness into their porous memories
A day unleashed for new beginnings from old songs
She is our heritage from the sun’s own treasure trove
Gracing our mornings, hewing its myriad possibilities
She paints afresh tirelessly though our churn is high
Turning dawn, working magic into the brilliant sun…
Sasha Damien, 20 january 2013
I am insomniac through memories, I stumble
Hard to resist, the lure so unceasing,
You go missing, and hope I walk with phantoms
Turn away truth, sweep off your footprints
Live away from me, your solo nights haunted
Hunting for your sleep, feeding shadows
The stars and the lone moon thru my ghost hands
Strain to reach your skies still, spangling echoes
Ignorance tossed a poisoned knife, one morning
Caught rage in her dark hair, her sanity broken
Her facts stripped, layers away from your winters
How do you breathe now, away from us
Fly with me again, ride the winds we always do
Angels in exile don’t lose their silver wings
Wake up early tomorrow, catch the dawn for me
Cried a fallen angel, and God cried helpless too…
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