Thoughts

Thoughts by Priya

So far, yet so near
Your love..so much dear
You dwell on thoughts so dear
You are never present ‘here’
He being physically afar
His spirts being intimately near
He feels the tug in your thoughts
He flees time to be in your thoughts

White

White by Priya

Whity mountains..majestic they stand
Whity wings of fantasy..shall hoists you
Whity bed of clouds…shall glide you onward
Whity peaks..they beckon you to alight
Whity mountains…majestic they watch

Just a Bud

Just a Bud by Priya

Rhythmic pulses drums from within
Reaching out for the world to withhold
Streching out towards realm unknown
Savouring in at each passing breeze
Unfolding self..you marvel at the world
Unfold..for world waits to marvel at you

My Pillow

My Pillow by Priya

While snuggling and cuddling onto me
You crave and cry on deepest desires
You smile and beam over days events
You clutch and rock to & fro
…………..mulling over a nascent thought
You sigh and sleep off to meet the day
While snuggling and cuddling onto me

Bonded

Bonded by Priya

The bond we choose to choose
The bond we choose to remain
The bond we choose to stand by
The bond beyond formal plesantaries
The bond beyond informal acts
The bond beyond all inhibitions
The bond that goes on..and..on..
Even when words loose pace in time