Once Upon a Saggatarius…

What is it sagittariusabout his reckless speed that spurs my feet.
is it his callous fist, firm but tender?

I  will forever wonder upon
that one that came in a storm
with cupid’s bow threatening to quail all in his path.

Yet he held my breath.

for a while, it seemed…
The echoes, oh the tempest

And whirls of outburst
Of infernos sacred flames,
threatening to engulf all in its path…

Till then came the storm, to reveal
proud  Sagittarius upon his hind,
begging the nymph for a drink by the streams –

the stream of life!

Catch me if you ever can
He implored arrogantly at  Aries’ silent stance

Coyly she would stare demure,
covered in innocence
for he is yet to discover
how true of a match she truly was.

They would race down the hills and prance around in 4 moonlights
each recently holding on to the other’s heels
till spent he laid forever conquered in the flame

His face in deep dismay
for suddenly he would realize
how he had never expected to be burnt by a nymph-of-a-ram

 

Games…

You let gogolden_rose

I hold on
I let go
You hold on
We let go
We hold on

It’s the game of the heart
A silly game we play

Like a flower, I unravel to your dew
Till the fiery darts of the noon
Clasp my petals within your shelter
Still, it stands the same

These silly games we play
With the strings of our heart…

Broken…

Broken dreams like fragments
Reflecting the phases of our summer haze
Glorious those days we need only think
Far from slumber our thoughts may wander
Past the wall, impossible wall fortified by time
Now we lay awake our mouth caked by saliva
Sweet saliva of wishes on horses that we rode… broken