Wednesday 12 December 2012


It grew tall and stout striking to sight
The sun shone on its muscular boughs
Sparkling all, its gold unending
The merry birds around danced
Not to touch nor their speech to be heard
Only their dropping showers
Which soaked the faithful tiny greens
At their expense at all times
To grow fresh and green.

Unbreakable ties



Again hands held hands
To remember days gone by
To feel that irresistible shock
That will make you not depart
But say good bye several times.
Shyness disappears without the light
The innermost thoughts and cravings
Ties two down when exposed
In a cordless fair pair- an unglued pact
That would linger on and on and…