Love – Page 6 – ahorsealone

For what is left…

February 22, 2013 ahorsealone

You will never be blinded, for you see through the eyes of my faith.
You will never feel lost, for you walk through the gardens of my wonder.
You will never know cold, for you wear the garments of my soul.
You will never meet thirst, for you have the pools within my eyes.
You will never lose breath, for you are carried in the winds of my spirit.
You will never speak with pain, for you live within the temple of my prayer.
You will never aqcuaint hunger, for you dine on the essence of my dreams.

And you will never be alone… if you can settle for what is left.

After a prayer for my love

February 19, 2013February 25, 2013 ahorsealone2 Comments

I saw two birds perched on a tree’s thin branches,
Swaying, gently, in the winds enchantments.

It was after a prayer for my love…
Again, after a prayer for my love.

I saw two shadows wavering about
And then, one…and of only one I thought.

Agreed- Day 11

August 4, 2012September 25, 2012 ahorsealone1 Comment

What tree shall spring from these lands

Like the eager waters of the sea

And yield its blossoms, as if hands,

Pleading heaven for its tears.

Shall it yield its branch to Earth

As truth listens to nature’s plead

And in our heart its secrets birth,

Though will we …have agreed?

Eye’s Blossom-Day 4

July 24, 2012July 24, 2012 ahorsealone

The eye’s blossom in midday’s shade,

Is open to droplets of rain

That spread into the infant petal…

Heavens milk in beauty’s kettle.

In quiet repose, forgotten shade

Beneath the pomegranate’s blade,

She fans the dancing, longing, wind

As though to hold faith her friend.

Garden of Sage

March 1, 2012March 4, 2012 ahorsealone

Wild horses… we bowed to taste morning dew,
The spirit dawn drew in gardens of sage.
We then cantered, it was then we both knew.

The Gods of Sumer lived in silence,
For our hearts reveled in the desert
When sage blossoms hid our penitence.

The wind carried our voices far away,
And far away we felt our voices fall.
We then thought that there we would also stay

Yet as wind swayed our nightly song,
He neared a desert’s aimless dunes.
That he did for a time we both thought long.

In our memory the wind is the same
As the whispers we spread in the garden
Where the sage’s parfum settled our name.

He thrust his self into me, into you,
Before our garden fell beneath his sand.
It was only then…then we were young too.

Suppose

November 29, 2011December 17, 2011 ahorsealone2 Comments

Were a bush to bear a rose,
And only one, suppose
Which one of us would know
To whom a rose he did bestow?

It is a little something out of the ordinary from what I usually write, but I felt that hopefully you would enjoy it.

With Peace,

Abid

Speaking With

October 22, 2011October 22, 2011 ahorsealone2 Comments

There is

“Not enough fire to burn every letter”

“i wrote for you,”

“Not enough air to feed this garden”

“of our ashes.”

There is

“A lutist still in thoughts”

“you allowed me to,”

“His quivering song that settled”

“your eye and mine.”

The embers will not die until

They steal winds from each mountain,

As they refuse rest and long to fill

Their valley with all the wind’s of heaven!