THROUGH THE WINDOW

Window panes open

Bed-room of my friend’s cottage.  

Outside unknown flower blooming

In neighbor’s garden.  

Mind flows with crystal sentiment,

That pleads for freeness from cage.

The grills of window seem iron barricade,

Into mission of soluble wisdom, hindered.

Flashing outside with flowers and

Green leaves of banana tree conglomerate.

Mind moves child-like,

Amid pristine bait of imperial sentiment.   

“I do not tear you.” Mind tells to the nature. 

LOVE AND WISDOM

Her lips are bitten,

Feeling is moving

On fingertips,

Sites are wholly gestures

Of sweet response,

Over soft skin,

Blood gets approval,

Over satisfaction,

Leaning inside tight grips,

Life is full of desires,

She stares at him,

Following what he says

Into her ears,

Whispering sounds

Of love and something

About imagining

Of the life between

Love and wisdom.