Ever since we know
That you are on your way
We have seen appear in our minds
A picture of yours
Which we paint each passing day
With the brushes of our emotions
And with the colors of our imaginations
On the canvases of our hearts,
Where each stroke is eyed
For its telling details,
In rapturous bliss and
Lingering mist of our eyes,
And where the use of color
Seeks to stylize
The intense contours of love
We so ardently pour upon you
As we wait with bated breath
To seize the day
That you are born.
Categories:
stylize, baby, child, joy, love,
Form: Free verse
In the hands of Lakshmi,
from nirvana it was torn.
Adorning your ripened soul,
where you are again reborn.
Full lotus into your thoughts,
crisscrossing leaves that burn.
Oceans of knowledge you bring,
tasteful poetry that we learn.
Pinks and whites marking love,
binding petals to this delight.
Like neatly kept journal pages,
that you stylize each write.
Glowing sunsets in your eyes,
floating silently inside a dream.
Innocence said to be motivation,
through a maelstrom of steam.
Falling from despair and desire,
the road to failure unwanted.
Masks of happiness worn daily,
that hide faith forever haunted.
The withering shadow of utility,
gone from these temporal plains.
Dear lotus, wherever you sleep,
my voice will embrace your pains.
Categories:
stylize,
Form: I do not know?