The apple of my ears   Leave a comment

Sometimes my life is gray
I am lost in thoughts…
you know…
you still know…just what to play;
Sometimes I am in my clouds
and want to shut out all the street sounds
and you still know how to keep me
on my own solitary ground

Your pale moonlit softness
Shines through the darkest lanes
You keep me aroused for hours
when my heart longs for rhythm
And when my fingers know no melody
you stir up my hidden treasure of words


Under the umbrella…
in the crystalline rainy nights…
Under the banyan tree…
in the quiet green sunshine…
Under the covers of longing…
for a home left far behind…
Under the spell of heartache…
in the shades of deepest blues…
You’re playing the perfect tune…
You’re with me…and I’m with you
So simple the world can be…
When all I need is your company…
and my world is left to its devices…
life can hide my wings for a while,
but with you around there is always a dream
Shine on me…my crazy companion…
for you are my apple for every season…
My jukebox to stir up my soul…
a reason for me to smile once more.

*** R.I.P Steve Jobs *** 05-10-2011

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Posted July 10, 2010 by Deepti G Gujar in nouvelles poèmes

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