Absent

lost in thoughts
of future and past
wasting precious present
ready to resent
as present will not last

Heavens

Flying through the clouds
I discover
The meaning of you
an ocean of love
A beautiful dove
And the nature of me
Like a dry morning dew
Drops far and few!

Photography and poetry AB Jan 2014

Flying to the moon

life, why you are not fair
because of you,
indeed because of you,
I lost that zeal and flair
now flying to the moon
to find tranquility soon
grip slipping away from sanity
slowly becoming a loon

Pilot and Pirate

A pilot and a pirate
In an emergency
Both are in the same boat 🙂