Land dweller's angel returns

A salty breeze hits my face,

Holding you in a warm embrace,

i walk pushing the ground beneath,

Unaware of the prying eyes falling underneath.

This is where i stopped days ago and i still couldn't resume it. A train of thoughts begin going to all dark and beautiful places at the same time. Some thoughts shake the very basis of life and how we live it the way we live. What if everyone turns to be good, will it ever work!?

The land dweller's angel returns,

Bringing life that ever since did mourn,

Closing my eyes i stroke your hair,

Feeling your breath on my skin fair.

Your arrival marks my rebirth,

Like raindrops fall on barren earth.

We shall go to places together,

Places which none would dream about.

Yesterday you were here, so was i

We danced together with colors in our eyes,

When the moon shone bright,

My angel left my sight.

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Angel of the sea returns... to his Land dweller. Wish the angel stayed back.

A journey...

I stood amidst the dense trees

And I saw you standing tall with glee

With grace in your walk and smile on your face

Thanking my lucky stars, I made my way.

“Who are you?” I asked

“Messenger of love” you said

You are my way across the forest, I thought

But my lucky stars had something else to say.

We met many people on our way,

Good people, wrong people, Naïve people, humble people.

People came hither and thither, but you remained there,

by my side, fulfilling my stars prophecy.

You spoke about, one of your kind,

Walking beside you all the time,

Invisible to me, but visible in your thoughts.

Afraid of losing you, I caught hold of your fingers.

A lone traveler joined in,

new to the valley and new to the people.

A little group formed merrily,

with the forest edge coming in our sight.

Our eyes hit a bright light,

Strange were they, called as light of life.

You stood there, saying

“Here ends my journey.”

Traveler and I stood there rooted.

A loud rumble followed by a divine voice spoke,

“O man of land”, our eyes looked up.

Fairies high in the air, singing your glories.

For you are the lucky charm,

Bestowed upon me by my lucky stars,

To help me out in the darkness of life,

And take me to the heavens of memories.

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Memories. From darkness to memories. From a stranger to a friend. To my dear friends, i only wish that i have you all the time by my side.