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

  'Tween the yearning, voiced, and unvoiced, are his inflamed breaths, which chart her longing curves, with a seeker's prolonged thirst, Like a sailor, sailing hastily, towards her unexplored seas, wherein the gratification of the two, delves in the voyage, that remains untaken.......... - S.S

  Let for one random moment, be that glistening ray of the morrow's Sun, Which tresspasses the prevailing torment, and smiles upon the earth, for no apparent reason, When the wildflowers whisper, in the lull of the night, dancing to the winds, in those sprawling distant fields, Let's be the fireflies, carousing away in delight, Nonchalant, from what next moment might yield, 'Neath the willow tree, where two lovers lay entwined, Let's sway to the notes of their fanciful romance, Adrift from the world, mystically inclined, Striding upon the path, of an irreversible trance, If there exist, such undefined trices, of an orphic reverie, Then my love, let's be lost for once, in that unnamed glory........ - S.S  

S plashing the vibrant E choes of the lapsed visions P ristine unveiling T hrough the arriving seasons, E mbers of the shattered dreams, M ellowing down, the harrowing reasons, B reaking bridges and dams, E ntering in a splurge of hope, R eturn, the counted days of aspirations (c) S.S

  Lying upon the damp grass, engulfed in the slowly rising winter's mist, I counted the number  of prevailing deceivers and their lies, and it triumphed, o'er the number of stars in the sky...... - S.S

  It is in your hushed whispers, swaying smoothly in my ears, Those slithering fingers, and the surging inflamed tingles, That I get swiftly consumed, until I fall, into the lap of a thousand flashing stars........ - S.S

Oh how I detest, this over contemplation, that pulls my very being, into an abyss, wherein this wistful mind, is beyond revivification, But then there it is, that I unearth, the treasure of words and expressions, weaving allusive or worthless verses, Something like you just finished reading...... - S.S  

  Magic :  "Tell me if you may, When the expressions hover, Does it make your lips sway?" Poetry : "My Wizard, My words emerge from my soul, traverse to the heart, And find reprise upon my lips" Magic : "Ah, Why do I ask so, Wouldn't you wish to know?" Poetry : "Exclaim the sweet secret, That composes your delightful inquest" Magic : "If your lips have embellished those words, Even with the faintest whisper, With the words I shall stay entwined, As I kiss your lips with mine" Poetry : "And as you reveal the bewitching connotation, My lips can't resist, but constantly smile"

  He drowned in her,  deeper, through the haze of sweet nothings, And she kept pulling, until he was caught, in her molten swirls, A fall and a surge, where the world comes to a halt, and the stars open the doors, to an impassioned universe....... - S.S

  Somewhere, 'tween abundance of agony, and sprinkles of cheer, the shattered souls dwell, midst perpetual unrest and fears....... - S.S

  Our respective sadness, however genuine it might be, would always be distasteful to others, At the end of the day,  it is that mask of feigned perfection we wear, that would attract the lots,  Some authentic, some dubious, I guess, that's where we realize, How abhorrent our companionships are........ - S.S

  Midst the galore of uncertainties, and countless unspeakable notions, She the drops and driblets, falling endlessly, upon your yearning soul, like a potion of pleasure and inspiration........ - S.S

  It's okay sometimes, to profess pessimism, momentarily though, in the face of pain, and the sorrows which delve deep within, and cannot be explained, E'en midst all this chaos, Dear one, I see in your words, passion and devotion, running as deep, as the deepest ocean..... - S.S

  ....and the air itself seems to suffocate, when the heart bears an indescribable unrest, and the soul seems to be bombarding, in a room full of shadows...... - S.S

  In 'those' verses, dwells a fire, that sets my soul ablaze, ferrying me across,  the forbidden rivers of longing, snatching me away, momentarily, from the melancholic haze......... - S.S

  It is in the splendor, of the vibrant verses, words, metaphors and similes, That e'en from miles apart, we caress, and embrace, each other's stricken hearts, What are these, if not stardust and magical things? - S.S

  And during a random stroll, midst the fragrant cherry blossoms, I found myself lost, in the terrain of your alluring whispers, But it was late when I came to my senses, I was already entangled, in some utopian verses........ - S.S

  One flight, and I'll thrive in it, all the huddled longings, A surge of the highest peak, and fall into the deepest abyss, When not a crave shall be left ungratified, not a kiss, left amiss, One moment, One flight............. - S.S

  In my fiercest dreams, where visions bear no gravity You capture my wounded soul, fondling with your blaze, until the frozen spring streams free, ferrying us, to the starry highs....... - S.S  

  I see you,  through the glorious winter's mist, weaving the moments, of yet to be lived impassioned trysts...... - S.S

  Loving you, was a journey, which began, with the vows of  eternal adoration, But made its way, to the moments, of cold isolation...... -S.S

  Severe and mystifying are the moments, when beloved becomes a stranger, while a stranger seems like our own, Until the circle of estrangement resumes, And I see countless fictitious definitions of love,  escaping, until lost, as paltry fumes....... - S.S