Heaven, somewhere on Earth
Goes a chariot of love
And two new birds within
In a dead silence
Only the stallion’s feet and insects sound
Immersed immensely in each other
They fear no hound
Eyes into eyes hands in hands
Mystified and petrified
Will forthcoming prospect
Part them or keep them alive
Down the lane in a silent forest
Stallion forestalls and screams
Lovers disengaged to realize the reality
That still wasn't but was a dream
Thou shan't be deceived by the romantic sonnet
It isn't Shakespeare’s but mine
One fights the world for other
Happens in dream or in Shakespeare’s rhyme
The first moment that I held your hands
The very moment that I kissed you
And the first time, I love you, I said
Is the best time I think I ever had
As I wrap my arms around you
I hug your softness tight
Blood rushes to my veins
And a twinkle in your eye
I am captured in your grace
I am captured in your embrace
Guitars and violin playing around us
Beethoven in my mind
This sound to me like ancient time
World of mine had turned upside down
To my belief, she is phoenix watching a circus
And I am her clown
Why is it so difficult to keep your love around
Who you really want to?
I frown, I cry, I plead, I howl, I bark
The best I become, is a condescending jerk
Attempt for her trust to gain
Proved to be hell of a pain
Whatever to her innocently I say
Ends up into senseless dismay
My noble intension patronized
My self-respect pulverized
I wish I could drain your love away
Like a tumor in my brain
It haunts me in my dream
Days are race but nights put in my mind
My grief lies onward and my joy lies behind (last line Shakespeare Sonnet 50)
