A prompt from the middle of nowhere
A scenic voyage of great beauty
An unwavering gesture from existence itself
Makes for a veritable treat for glowing hearts
A prompt from the middle of nowhere
A scenic voyage of great beauty
An unwavering gesture from existence itself
Makes for a veritable treat for glowing hearts
The sea breeze brought to life a myriad of colours
And in it, the Artist dwelled
Taking in the swells of the ocean
Capturing the beauty of tales untold.
Green everywhere,
At the sight of verdant bliss
Oh, my heart yearns
For the fancy of forgotten memories.
The breeze beckons
And the hills call out
The sight of verdant bliss
Makes my heart yearn so.
The fancies of modern life
Forgotten, yet real
Pave the way
For the bliss of the moments to come.
While the necessary evils,
And the unburdened desires
They make themselves felt
As if they never left.
Where else would you be,
Where else would you stay
If not for right here, right now…
That’s the power of subtext; of context
Of bittersweet memories
Of tendersweet emotion
That’s where the people reside
That’s where the bodies collide
That’s where it gets real
That’s where it aches, that’s where it glows
That’s where it all comes together;
For you and for everyone else to see.
That’s where it ties into a singular unanimous
That’s where the gaps are filled and the heart is secure
That’s where it feels like a taste of the familiar
A ride on a home road
That’s where it all comes together
That’s when the magic of context happens.
Some cold brew and some Kafka,
Like a koala and a panda
They make for intelligent pastime
But also for some non-sensical delight.
As the masses prepare
The New World awaits,
With new smells and new sights.
A world borne of passion and desire
Bearing newfound fruits –
Fruits of labour and fruits of patience,
Of newfound gratitude,
And toil and bells
Of human perseverance.
Let’s seek to discover this New World
When it presents itself
In all its facets and devices,
In its burning glory,
In everglowing desire;
let’s seek to discover the New World
With cleansed auras.
The moon,
My favourite part of it might have to be how it shines
Not on its own,
Nevertheless bearing light.
Coffee meets ginger,
Like magnolias in the sky
An interchange of fluid,
A taste of the wild.
A peep into the senses,
A peep into the style,
Coffee meets ginger,
Like whistles blown on a freeway.
Coffee meets ginger
The beasts have arisen!
The night beckons the lovers
And the lovers listen,
And think and wonder
At the amazement,
At the wonders.
Food on my mind, I eat you
You on my mind, I salivate
Food plus you, the aroma calls
Calls becoming pulls
Pulls becoming you
You on my mind, food on my palette
Healing aromatherapy
You bring out the best—
Aroma transitions to touch
Touch transitions to feel
A feeling so real hits me,
Like chilli hits the tongue,
Like chocolate hits the soul
And frozen in my mind, my senses yearn and indulge
In you
In beautiful food.