Living on the Edge

St Valentinus/ Essence of Life is love

 

What people consider divine

St Valentinus left that shine,

he found divinity in the love

and the love in the divine.

 

Today his act inspires all

to express their emotions,

to plan for future life

and to let go of commotions.

 

For some to find a soulmate

and for some a lovely friend.

If you want to blend together,

how magnificent is this trend.

 

You can be very successful

and you may run the show.

The essence of life is love,

it Is very important to know.

 

 

 

Merry Christmas

 

Merry Christmas to merry you

happy days are here again

say the smile that I adorn.

as Sun enters the Capricorn.

 

Long nights have finally passed

the nights of gloom and dark,

of eerie sounds and dim stars

when wolves howl and dogs bark.

 

Like the one on the face of a child

I adore the same reasonless smile.

Dreams flash in my mind fertile,

let these moments last for a while.

 

If there is a wish fairy to grace

In Santa's bag, you’ll find a place

I’ll pray for the blessings to extend,

the long wait is coming to an end.

 

If the wishes had wings

they say horses would fly.

My heart now runs like a horse

and then it takes to the sky.

 

Wherever you have been

whatever you did, matters least

because you've always been

the girl of my dreams.

 

 

 

Know you from another lifetime

 

I must pen down en event

from a dream last night

It was a familiar setting

And even of a great delight.

 

It was a clear summer day

With some hint of a cloud

A breezy early morning

and not much of a crowd

 

golden sand was scattered

across that beautiful sea beach

I could see some ships sailing

and fading away, out of reach.

 

I could hear some soothing sounds

of the waves and wind,

and from a direction distant

the faint chirp of a cormorant.

 

I could see a Spanish armada

at some distance across the beach

many people were walking by

as if in a hurry to reach

 

from the appearance

the theme looked medieval

For there were no machines

everything looked so primaeval

 

Crossing past a small batch,

walking slowly as she came,

dressed in white flamenco

I glimpsed a beautiful dame.

 

It was not a place from this life

a vision from the life earlier,

I felt as if I knew her intimately

her face looked so familiar.

 

I could feel her affinity

her face brimming with serenity,

adoring such a blush and smile

she was an auspicious feminity.

 

I carried a bunch of daisies

enthralled I extend my hand

she accepts them with a smile

tieing them with a strand.

 

Her face made me aware

it was so overwhelming,

I couldn't dream further

In that lingering lovely feeling.

 

Once awake I had it in my mind

just to know who was that dame

comparing her face in this life

I could stop at your name.

 

A time well spent together

from a life, merrily lived earlier,

you’re a source of my inspiration

that is why you are so familiar.

 

Love is not an emotion

 

Everything in this world

happens for a reason,

sometimes it is random

sometimes there is a season.

 

I strongly feel that

love is not an emotion,

emotions last for a short time

love may transcend a lifetime.

 

So I prefer to call love

as an entanglement of souls,

the heart is just a mirror

playing one of its many roles.

 

One may get entangled

not feeling its appearance,

it could be a past life inheritance

playing out even without a preference.

 

The soul feels the vibration

and tunes into the coherence,

the heart beats for someone

doling out the deference.

 

Sometimes few things

are just beyond our reach,

it may not be always wise

to follow what they preach.

 

If you have a heart

and you can feel its jive,

you can remain  assured

that your soul is alive.