a mARTIAN dIARY

Mine yet given

Filed under: RaNTs@eARTH, rEd rhyMes — cafm @ 12:53 pm November 20, 2007

In my shame I closed my eyes
Looked inside for an open door
Saw a sly smile in the darkness
And no ground to tread

My escape gave no respite
And the darkness in the room
Lit up my inner one
For I lie awake eyes open

In my despair I heard a name
It was my mother’s voice
The name seemed alien
Yet it was mine

Her voice betrayed her love for me
And her face her concern
Yet she called the name with a pride
A pride I was searching in me

I saw my name again
It was in my love’s eyes
There it was alive
Waiting for a new lease

It was sad
For its abode was sad
Sad for me
Yet there was a faith

Faith in me
Faith in an unspoken promise
One of love and protection
Love that I was searching for around me

I heard a prayer pass by
On its way to the heavens above
Its was for me
And my friend’s it was

There was warmth in it
Filled with love for me
And faith in me
A faith I was looking for

Once again the darkness lifted
This time both
In my room and in my mind
First by a click of a switch
Second by something mine yet given to me
Pride, love and faith

Written after a personal disaster

Me gustas cuando callas…

Filed under: fROM tHe GreeNfiElds, rEd rhyMes — cafm @ 9:22 am July 27, 2007

Thank you Niviya for conspiring with fate to make me read this!

Wow!

Pablo Neruda – I Like For You To Be Still

I like for you to be still
It is as though you are absent
And you hear me from far away
And my voice does not touch you
It seems as though your eyes had flown away
And it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth
As all things are filled with my soul
You emerge from the things
Filled with my soul
You are like my soul
A butterfly of dream
And you are like the word: Melancholy

I like for you to be still
And you seem far away
It sounds as though you are lamenting
A butterfly cooing like a dove
And you hear me from far away
And my voice does not reach you
Let me come to be still in your silence
And let me talk to you with your silence
That is bright as a lamp
Simple, as a ring
You are like the night
With its stillness and constellations
Your silence is that of a star
As remote and candid

I like for you to be still
It is as though you are absent
Distant and full of sorrow
So you would’ve died
One word then,
One smile is enough
And I’m happy;
Happy that it’s not true.

Rain…

Filed under: mY bETTER hALF, rEd rhyMes — cafm @ 6:38 pm May 16, 2007

RAIN: A SPECIAL FEELING

Rain is the best thing which helps us cherish every lovely moment of our lives…When it rains…The earth becomes a paradise… and watching it from my windowpane is a special feeling….The pure smell of dry earth giving forth its intoxicating aroma when moistened by rain is deeply enshrined in the heart. Yes, listening to the rain drops, fall on the tree leaves… it’s magnificent… a heavenly feeling fills every living soul. The feeling is as passionate as falling in love. When I miss my love with all my might… the rain brings me all lovely thoughts soothing my heart…

Rain….on my Windowpane

There I watch the rain…
        From my window pane

The pitter-patter of those drops…
        Dripping down the tree tops

How it clatters along the roofs…
Like the tramp of hoofs

The cool breeze blows along…
        Adding rhythm to the holy song

The rain….
Showering down my windowpane…

My heart turns gray…
As I long for yesterday

When I looked into your eyes…
        Revealing the refrained love…
       
Listening to the rain…. on my windowpane……….

I know that I need you…
        In the time that I stray

But Now I stand alone….
        And watch for the rainbow

Then those sweet words take hold
        Open your eyes to the love around you…

You may feel you’re alone
But I’m still here with you

You can do what you dream
Just remember… to listen to the rain…
………on my windowpane

Missing You…

Filed under: fROM tHe GreeNfiElds, rEd rhyMes — cafm @ 12:29 pm January 5, 2007

There’s no
special reason
for sending
this to you,
except that…

I was feeling
a little lonely,
and when I asked myself
what I seemed to be
    missing the most,
the answer
turned out to be
    …you.
        – Collin McCarty

Our Love

Filed under: rEd rhyMes — cafm @ 4:35 pm June 23, 2006

On this cold monson noon
sitting here listning to old love songs
I long for your look, your touch
knowing its fate that keeps us apart
untill the day the clouds clear
and we can be together

but for now
this feeling i have
this sense of being so close to some one so far
makes me warm inside
with a fire i have never known before

I know god has his own ways
taking the one you love so far away from you
but maybe its the price we pay
for a life time of bliss thereafter

I will leave in a few days
to a unknown land
on a unknown quest
the one thing that remains
known,sure,clear
our love

so let me wipe those tears
for the sake of our future thats to come
hold you in my arms and reaffirm
our love

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