Velvet shadows

Velvet shadows

When the valley curves in lavender
under the twilight blood, I fear
that the stardust of your eyes
will remain forever in my veins,
to tarnish the knot of brittle dreams,
keeping the monsoon clouds away.

When the last words vanish, nebulously,
behind the metal doors of pain,
I know, the adieu will flutter,
dying dismally on my lips and
only the fragrance of your kiss
will hold distant the ocean of sins.

And when the echoes of the dawn
find me alone, with drizzling heart
over the ink in the letters of your name,
I wish I could save the piece of moonlight
over the velvet shadows of laughter and
ecru, rose petals that you gave me.

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“Velvet petals” by Blaga Todorova

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© 2012  Broken Sparkles

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Prayers

A Prayer

Light flows on dusty streets,
but not the light of sunshine.
Thunders overtake the giggles in the air,
but it is not the rain that follows.

Destiny has decided who will survive
and who will lay lifeless and blind.
But no one can answer on
the question why?

There is sadness pulsing in hundreds of eyes
and plain rage beating in sore hearts.
The charm of joy has expired and
the strength can only fade away to a prayer.

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 Prayers and deepest condolences to all those who have lost

relatives or been injured in the bomb blasts in Mumbai.

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"Candle flames" by Sonam Mandal

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© 2011  Broken Sparkles

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Special day

Special Day

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Words, sigh of understanding, a little late
and lost in the traffic of feverish sensation,
knocked on the door of my heart. Confused and
unsure, because of the unexpected visit
in the so unusual hour, I carefully explored
the letters one by one and decided to let them in.

It’s hard, but I confess, hope for the day
when our story will begin is here again.
This time the Universe is with us.
Can you hear the whisper of the spell?
Can you see winter in its coat?
And summer building a bridge between me and you?

This day I will become yours and only,
without fear, engaging in lavender’s forever,
for our hearts to finally live together.
And if before we played games,
chasing unattainable wilderness,
now peace will rule within.

Like on the end of every ball with masks
when people reveal their faces,
on the end of this day, we will lay open our bodies
and let them become one with an unspoken appeal,
let them feel love, no jealousy and selfishness.

This day I will know, I shouldn’t seek an escape,
I will stand and face all sunrises and sunsets.
But until then, you keep safe the love you feel for me
and I will bond with every single fairy, from every
fairytale existing, to make that day as special as it can be …

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“Ball masks” by SevenDeadlySins Inc. on DeviantArt

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© 2011  Broken Sparkles

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