On the pier

Not a ripple, remains she still,
Stood on her, a moored idle boat.

It does rhythm with my time
Thirty years, a day and I still pay

A tide was rising, crowd and loud and in the midst,
stood there she, To whom had I not wanted to be.

Was stood here on this pier,
Pretended to be indifferent,
Though my heart sank at the thought of not having her near,
And sailed she away not to return.
Remained I on this pier,
Measuring the unmap distant  T.r

He

Who is he I think I know him,
He lives in my past.

What is it thou want,
Far away have I come, a place not to be ask,
Why thou stood aloof, traveller I,  a few days in thine roof,
Few loaf of bread and a bed for this body to spread and I would be thine man to any task.

What has betrayed thine to wander to leave thy shore and knock mine door,
Committed a sin in light, cursed I am by its plight and ran hither to a promising sight.

Heard I this, a man with this lore
Oh! Come have thou only to go,
Know must thou this door,
Come thou only to go.  T.r

He

I am hurt.
The character he has donned, he took it too high as if with it he was born. say I, it is a lie.

A friendship had I long and many times had I not consider it to be where I don't belong.

No right has he the way he act and his indifference to my react.

Solace you find in your solitude ride
Brush you off a natural tide and and sail thou in thine wrecked pride.

you are too hoked to a flaw heart,
Thine existence is pumped by its art.

Your crime bind by time is bound to give birth to an opponent rhyme.
   T.r

Rememberd forgotten good bye

Never forgot I, wished I to an Acquainted night
Gave it a purpose, a nascent light.
Remaind awaited below the sky --
of my  plight, pulled it I, a soring kite.

Never forgot I,
under the turf of  ignorance I brushed it off
Still towered I to a great height, not a soul to see its sight.

Never born to see a Dawn neither we heed like one
turned it I - to a song.
Never would I forget to where it had gone.
And For how long?

I

Murk

Ascend thou while she sinks,
Why dost you blur contour,  a lane that leads where I to be,
Where would you rather have me?
All slumber,  I thine only existence.

Thy,  a babbling Brook,
Winding uncertain nook.

Blind I, twig in thine robe
Where is your land, far- high, where does it lie.
Naked, striped off of fertility in thine hollowness.
Nostalgic feel I,  have I been here or born just yesterday.

slither thou like a snake,
Plucked I from my nest,
When have you gone so far, why I stood at this side of lake.

Your tender silence grinds my impatience.
You fade, fade you. sad I, why? who am I?
Is this where had we part,  leaving no trace in my heart.
Turned I, few step away where every thread tie to restart T.r

Regrets

Plucked

Relationship

Relationship that happens naturally blossom more unconditionally.. A botanist could never feel its depth.
She would always remain only an admirer T.r
Goes she flutter above me.
Pluck..
Upon palm she fell, who is he to be? ..
 took it off through me..
Duck..
leaped with it.
Her last breath..

An immature man

A boy.. Like a toy
In a constant stream he flows.. I watch as he grows.. My presence he knows.. Admires he, me as a mountain on it he sees a lane that goes.. Turn ahead..  He tilts in sad..  A poem he must have read..  So he does leave blowing last few rows.  T.r

Regret I every single day

Regret I everyday single day,
Left what I have loved,
Never thought I would say--
Feel like every second is due, gotta I pay,
Meaning has gone,
New purpose seems wrong,
The things that couldn't be done--
is a flame in which everyday I burn.  T.r

You as Sunset

I liked you.. You know I like you not in that way.. But in a way like a sunset as it goes so does I was willing not to expect it linger anymore..  Cuz I got my own mountain to climb..  But I was stood at that shore while it glimpse for a last time..  But couldn't see it.. Nor I remained there.. It became a point of past..  As I cross many Mountain it remain at my back..
When I turn all I see cloud
Is it frustration that makes you feel burn, in pain, can't scream loud
Fear that might I be percieved as thunder..
This as my face as I lay my last gaze
Don't want to cause any ripple
I, Traveller, got plan, got ahead many days..
Don't want to be remembered
Just tilt in my way..
                               T.R

Ode on her lies

She played a trick upon me with her word..  She a good writer but used it like a sword.. 

I who was hopeless saw her as a light..  Thought I was in a wrong way, might she make it right.. 

I was robbed at night..  

Blind I clutched her very tight..

Couldn't see my life that was dangling below her knief.. 

Took her upon my heart.. 

Made me glow by her sight..  

Why would she do..  

Never knew..  Didn't see it coming.. 

lay low stabbed by a dart.. 

Used, thrown, tossed but still in my mind her eyes were beaming..

Never forget..  The day! The day we met..