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.
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.
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!
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.
I ride a happy road,
Blow some offhand smoke
I get on and get moving,
For when the night comes
I see this damsel swooning.
A mild happy daze
Fuels my love for the night;
and when I look up to the stars
They dazzle in delight.
I retire to my slumber
Cocooned in stardust
I feel my familiar tingle,
And find myself one with the night.
Enjoying one another’s abundance,
A world of our own –
Away from the sights,
As the world watched on.
Come,
Breathe with me
Breathe through the daze,
Our collective breaths
Breathe through the sorrows,
Breathe through it all
Come, breathe with me;
And breathe it in all, we shall.