Where Words Fail

It emotes in such turbulence
That, reasons just betray
And yearns for justice from the words
Which leave a wanting say.

No coyness in that heart, still
The soul is never satisfied
As well efficacy of the eloquence
Shies in evasive ride.

Such feeling if was made
Must those words be made too
Conveyed in exactness and be full
Pretty to be heard and few.

Come With Me

Look, O the sweetness of my heart.
a new day has come to you,
welcomes you to a new lease of life,
one just as beautiful as you are,
to strive to fill up the desirous voids,
and atonements for liberal dulnesses,
of the day just gone hurriedly past,
to be lived again to the peace of heart,
in your spirit's symphony untired.

Through the mirror of the dawn spread,
spectrums of countless hues for you,
and titillates the beauty of your tenderness,
the playful breezes moistened in dew.
Rekindle the most joyous of your dreams,
in gem like eyes which I have seen,
as jolly chirpings sing for you,
their heartful lovely melodies.

Rise! Open your angelic eyes!
and see the rays are in a corsage,
waiting by your window to take you,
to welcome you to a newer beingness,
which has me and you and all of these,
not this day alone, I promise you,
these beauties wont ever sulk away.
you need not allure them, just smile,
and hold my hand and come with me.