The Falling Maples- Living Unconditionally- Poetry by S.S

I have been gazing at you, Perpetually, Through the rising mist, And the midnight's dew, How the glory unfolds, Midst the winter's downpour, A fragment of my soul, This tranquility beholds, Fluttering to fly free, Entangled in all that's mundane, I wish I was you, The calm and meditating Lone Tree........ Poem & Image (c) S.S

Clandestine, Shall be the moment, When he caressed her soul, With a touch of glory, Heavenly and sublime Clandestine, Would be the hour, When she surrendered herself, Into his loyal embrace, Tender and passionately divine Clandestine, Will always be 'Us', You in me, I in You, Forevermore, In your heart and in mine........ (c) S.S

Silence is beauteous, Blustering with the breeze of romance, Sweetly turbulent and tumultuous, Fathom if you can, The tempest beneath the swirling lull........ Poem & Image (c) S.S

I am nothing but a dry rose, Veiled in an empty sea shell, 'Cause to be torrid has its own charm, A barren shell has deep unseen seas, And a crumpled piece of paper, Has endless stories to tell........ Poem & Image(c) S.S

You shine, like the evening's first star, When you smile from lands afar, The winds tend to ceaselessly blow, Letting two souls' anticipations grow, What says that bud, in arcadia of roses? Wherein giggle the florets and mosses, Enlivening all that lays insipid, Giving light to all that is livid, Yet among the brilliance that harp, I am aghast like a child frightened of the dark, My heart mirrors the cracked terrain of pain, That perpetually awaits the love's eternal rain..... (c) S.S

Through the moments of blossoming romance, Dreams of cuddles and giggles, And an endless faith in togetherness, The heart falls prey to the blows of Time, And Love seems just a thorny delusion, Seems I am almost there........ (c) S.S

Dear Man of God, Let not that precious faith, That you have treasured since time unknown, Get tarnished by the moments of forlorn My soul has known you, As His adored fragment, The one whose ways of preaching, Can make the lost existences amend, Let every blow of time, Be a step forth towards strengthening of belief, There is nothing but hope and perseverance, And an undying assent in Him, Slowly, And gradually, The wishes shall win, Because truthful adorations are special, And are always the rewards of hardships, The tough moments that You and I shall overcome, Only with Faith........ (c) S.S

Beneath the sky brimming with grey clouds, Looking upon the parched earth, That seeks those drops of long sought love, My frame reposes in silence, While my heart is in chaos, Chasing the winds for answers, "Are his words for me? Or perhaps a never-ending tribute to an old flower! Or are those to adorn a new rose?" Love has never been such a question mark! (c) S.S