It was
under the mango tree
Where I
first saw the beauty of thee;
You sat
there and, with eyes closed, you sang
It was all witchery
while your voice, in the park, rang.
I needed to
know your name,
I ached to
give you the upper hand in the game.
I wanted to
run and ask how you did
Melt all my
barriers and get me acting like a kid.
After all
these years, I still go back
To the same
place and trace the track
Where your
magnificence bought my sanity
And your
love held my heart in willing captivity.
You showed
me the magic of music
Made by two
hearts beating together in acoustic.
You are the
violin, I am the piano
Together,
we are the perfect combo.
It was
always the smile in your eyes
And the
love that never lies
That made
you and I a harmony
And would surely
transcend immortality.
Sometimes, I ask myself where do I get these themes and words for my poems. So when people ask me how do I come up with such poems, I can't answer. I tell them cliches such as, "write from the heart," "let it flow," or "let your mind speak." Now, I think these poems are really from people's stories and experiences. When your reader say that you touch their lives, they tell you stories. And these stories are fueled by emotions. These emotions become your inspiration and your reason for writing.
