Sunday, December 21, 2008
Indulge in romance
Indulge in guitaring
Indulge in a dance.
Indulge in a bike ride
Indulge in the speed
Indulge in driving and being driven when you need.
Indulge in poetry
Indulge in the rhyme
Indulge in the desire - not to break it, all the time.
Indulge in frustration, having done something in vain
Indulge in the childishness of doing it again. :)
Indulge in complan, or coffee, or tea
Indulge in sugar, make it sweet as it can be.
Indulge in cleanliness of your room and your shelf
Indulge in the flowers that you plan to buy for yourself
Indulge in the thought of going home to your mom
Indulge in cuddling in her arms, oh so warm.
Indulge in the joy of meeting someone you met yesterday
Indulge in the dream that they will never go away.
Indulge in writing a line and then scratching it out,
Indulge in pen and paper, doodling all about. :)
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
While I got nothing to say
I wonder why my pen runs on paper
It hasn't always been this way.
When I've got a cold
and I cant sing a song,
I sit with a beautiful diary
and my pen just runs along,
Searching for something worthwhile to say
While I while my time away.
At night as on my bed I lay,
It hasn't been a really long day,
and as I wait for my spirits to ebb,
I feel tired, but not my nib.
Sleepily in my sheets I curl,
But my fantasy poem needs one last twirl.
"What's worthwhile in you?", I say.
She says, "I whiled your time away! :)"
Friday, December 12, 2008
Indulge in the glory of love so true.
Indulge in a kiss
Indulge in a touch
Indulge in the ecstasy
Indulge in the rush
Indulge in rich chocolate - cakes and mousse
Indulge in a drink or two - feel them set you loose
Indulge in a song, a rhythm or a tune
Indulge in memories that never fade away too soon
Indulge in leisure, a hobby, an art
Indulge in everything, give all of it your heart.
Indulge in sorrow
Indulge in pain
Indulge in vanity, All in vain :)
Indulge in mirth
Indulge in silence
Indulge in life
Indulge in indulgence...!
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Here is a song,
Here is a song.
Won't you play the chords along.
As I sing and you strum your guitar
Honey, we couldn't go wrong.
What shall i give you honey,
Something that will always go on...
A song so bright and sunny,
A melody to keep your heart warm.
I can't do any better as I try to write this song,
But its slowly coming along.
It doesn't take a lot to get a song right.
All I have to do is colour the pages bright.
From your six-string, the rest will flow,
And as we sing, the world will know,
Here is a song, here is a song
Here is the place we belong.