'Twas yesterday when we first kissed, my love"

When dreams revisit innocence and youth
The sweetest distant memory I view
One instant, an awakening in truth
The wonder of the moment I kissed you

All sweetness seemed to live within your eyes
Forever will the memory persist!
Enfolded in the magical surprise
Contained within the moment of our kiss

Astonishing emotions filled the air
The universe quite simply disappeared
Enchanted, mesmerized yet so aware
Discovering what lovers hold so dear

Though days have fled and dimmed as stars above
'Twas yesterday when we first kissed, my love

HAUNTED FOREST

September 12, 2001

His hunt was good, his aim straight, with the kill he was homeward bound
As o’er the treetops the screams he heard, found his home burned to the ground His lovely Neha lay beside the well, baby Jia still in her embrace

Little Neville lying close by, so still; as from one to the other his eyes raced

September 13, 2001

With leaden heart and tear filled eyes, he gently stroked them one by one

Wept softly as he laid them to rest, in their graves by setting sun

“I’ll get you, damned men of the devil”; he would not wait for break of day

His vow to hunt down these killers, on his shoulders this burden lay

September 14, 2001

As he lay upon the forest floor, his life seeping slowly away

He renewed his vow to find them, He would somehow, someday
The cries of his dear children, the screams from his loving wife

Still echo in his heart and mind, throughout his lonesome afterlife

September 16, 2008

As a shadowy figure stalks the night, midst timbers tall against the sky

Stealthily peering into the darkness, in his mind Nial still asks, ‘Why?’
All those many long years ago, his family met the wrath of fire

At the hands of murderous heathens, with hearts of evil desire

September 17, 2009

Now through the days and nights, though many years have passed

There are those, who swear they’ve seen him, eyes piercing the darkness, overcast
Never ceasing his haunting pursuit, he’ll one day find them, vengeance take Turning deaf ears to their mournful pleas, leave them lying dead in his wake

2009 © Jaysvimal

Unspoken Words

Unspoken words left to freeze
Only to leave haunting memories
Perhaps because we do not talk
We're geared to run instead of walk

Tender moments all too few
Unending work we must do
So quickly we grow old
With words of love yet untold

To hide them in your heart
Isn't kind nor very smart
Words can comfort someone sad
Encourage them and make them glad

Of time it only takes minutes few
It's what we surely ought to do
Or we may find, after loved ones go
Unspoken words can haunt our soul

© Jaysvimal

This poem has got published in the book "Immortal Verses" few years ago and also in Ripples!p

Its a Jungle out there!

Zeroed down, for life, she was lying still
Yelling loud,then she ran, fearing a kill
Xanthippe - they named her, to their heart's fill
Wordbound she fell down, her soul was ill.
Venerous vultures dressed in disguise
Ulterior motives filled in every dime and dice

Tender creatures we, they, crushed us like ice
Sensous beings, fried with violent spice
Religated with ropes of burden hard indeed
Quadrels hurled at us, with inhuman speed
Pounding hearts, trembled, no one to heed
Overset with disgust, submitted to their greed

No wonder this world has become a jungle
Meandering animals, filled every space and symbol
Love turned to vengence, paid a bitter fare
Killers everywhere, raise voice, did no one dare
Jealousy sprang with no one to care,
It's a Jungle, yes, It's a jungle out there!

Howling foxes, incapable, elected to rule
Growing crime, only to make each citizen, a fool
Foolish followers some, in trance did they drool
Economy drained, running behind a mule
Destructive animals, reincarnated as men
Cannibals like they, exploding from their den

Bombing and Firing with no humanity left laden
Arise should the saviour, to hug the sad and gladden

© 2009 (Written for the Poetry Idol National Poetry Month.. in response to the challenge to write a reverse Abecedarius, with the theme - Its a Jungle out there!)

An abecedarius is an acrostic in which the first letter of every word, strophe or verse follows the order of the alphabet.