Blessing for the Bards
You and I be friends,
Of a meeting and of more.
Sharing tales of bards,
And being ourselves bards.
You and I be pals,
Of pen and of more,
Sharing the pleasure of creating magic,
Yes, it sure gives a good kick!
You and I be allies,
Of writing and of more,
Sharing the beauty of written words,
And having a chance at playing gods.
You and I be friends,
Of a meeting and of many more…
Sharing tales of Bards,
And yes! We are Bards!
Blessing for the Bards!
The sound of silence surrounds me but the echo of my thoughts engulfs me My blinkers keep battering while iLie awake.. yet my emotions seem to be asleep with the rest of the world. Has my muse forsaken me? For all iFeel is the captivity of loss-for-words. So many thoughts and emotions to pen down … Continue reading Oh muse, where art thou?
Flow, the Muse calls… I know not what to write. The words flow but nothing comes out right the journey from the heart to the hand stops the communication from the hand to the heart flops… Come out, words, come out! I bring to the screen the flow of my heart hoping it to juxtapose … Continue reading Come Out, Words, Come Out
Singing Locks Reminiscent of past glory Music of late granulates meaning Forming the loudness present Contemporary times Rock bottom in taste A world in party Looking not ahead The lullabies rings Trouble overflows So, the wand casts a spell Hoping we all forget The meaning granulated Wrong or right Pick a muse and live on.
Stay, muse, stay I’m a different man when you’re here; And nothing’s out of reach. Stay, muse, stay You’re oft gone too soon, And back to wretched earth one falls, As if you never were. Stay, muse, stay This is the promise I here make; A good host I shall be. Stay, muse, stay … Continue reading Stay, Muse, Stay
Good wishes to you my dearest one As I sing sweet song to you from in my heart As the sun rises and falls forth from the azure sky As the morn unfolds and the buds blossom into flowers As the little birds chirrup `neath their mama’s feathers As the butterflies flap and wobble and … Continue reading Good Tidings!
December 10, 2011 3.12pm don’t hate me it was just a game until you decided to lay me bare right before everyone you said my name. in our secret moments i did warn but it served you not to heed my call not to be born in your frenzy you let your fingers lead, i … Continue reading Calliope 2
Every moment I starve to hold a staff For years, I stand to be given a hand I look to be handed a book I eat to be hit with it In tears I cry when you don’t hear me To be haunted by you is all I want But no, I still lack the … Continue reading Awaits
I and my friend Johnny High sat and got elevated into the stratosphere of the essence of life and there we meditated. when we came back to earth, i decided to write down his musings as narrated to me up there in the stratos… One day in the midst of my existence I wake up … Continue reading the beauty in ugly
“This is my best muse, but write better than he speaks”
This comment that I consider fair
Provoked an “Aaaah!” from him
His face giving off
The faithfuls’ fear for
A seamless sinner