January 2014 – Poetbabu

Oh Ariana,
my sweetness of sorrow.
Your dreams i’ve dreamt,
my bittersweet horror.

Hold on tight,
why are you lost in the light?
We are together to be,
today and tomorrow.

This is the divine tragedy.

Divine touch of colors,
wont you brighten my wind?
I’m out in the cold,
wont you take me in?

Your dark nectar i take,
my swan by the lake.
Wont you dance for me,
by the fire and be free?

This is the divine tragedy.

How you’re deep i know,
like flakes of northern snow.
A conjuring cold wind,
but you are my only friend.

In a little place called paradise,
I will be looking through your eyes.
We will wander together in eternity
and embrace this divine tragedy.

– Poetbabu

Month: January 2014