•Fences In The Park•

I listen to peace,
Rain flowing steadily like the calm beating of a river's stream,
A petal of your smile drifts on a wavelet straight to my shore,
I dream I am a leaf-
Floating on a silent breeze: free,
I am a wild weed
Tucked behind the earlobe of a summer child,
She, a tall exotic flower caressed repeatedly by the breeze,
A flower that will blossom in the full moon, regardless of the sun,
A flower that bloomed in a garden of thorns, knowing not what tenderness was,
It's beauty surpassed other flowers but still smelled of thorns,
The blemished flower, growing in the dark,
Growing dangerously close to the fences in the park..

My heart beats at the tip of my pen
Gracing blank pages with ink of my emotion,
Sometimes sad
Sometimes sweet
But always irrevocably me,
& endlessly I write,
Looking out the window-
The rythmic sound of the train,
Trees running backwards,
Strangers walking around,
& I find peace in the chaos,
Then, in the quiet stillness,
I wait for your soul to speak through the darkness,
My being longs for you, reaches out to find you,
Following a trail of thoughts which leave it's footprints behind on my notebook,
But of what use will these words be if they can't
Lift a sinking spirit
Soothe a bleeding heart
Or paint a smile on someone's lips??
The heat & dust of life robbed my eyes of it's sparkle,
With blurred vision I still search for the path which would lead me to you,
& as you finally gaze into my heart,
Each beat twinkles like a star to replace the sparkle in your eyes
While my eyes wash away the dust,
I look beyond the ripples of my reflections to examine my inner self,
The ripples begin to fade,
As the reflection lays beside me, grasping my hand,
The inner warmth & serenity shields me,
& as the vision of my reflection appears,
I see you..

''Believe me'' my heart pleaded, pounding mercilessly in my chest,
''She is not like the others, she is not like the rest'',
My love the ink, your body a canvas,
I want to discover ever inch of you & examine with wide-eyed wonder,
What makes the storm inside you thunder,
So give me the broken fragments that are your soul,
Let me delve deep, my love the lantern that lights the way,
Share with me your inner most secrets,
Your mind is an alluring enigma, wrapped up in a beautiful face & encased in a gorgeous body,
Your words are the hug I need on the worst & darkest of days,
We are separated by distance, but I am with you now,
Take your hand & brush your cheek-
That's my hand, my touch, our moment..

I doubt not your fondness of me,
However, your greater love for another makes me an afterthought,
I am no longerworthy of being the only thought,
It is difficult seeing you slowly leave the spaces in my heart,
It was excruciating to take you down from the pedestal I had put you on,
But it was my only means of self-preservation,
My heart cries, not for the pain of my unrequited love,
But instead for her own, which she endures so courageously,
I will never stop trying,
I will never stop hoping,
I am never going to stop romancing you
Even as I watch your love for another flourish,
Leaving me crying, all alone in the dark,
Leaving me standing right outside the fences in the park...