Pendulum

Pendulum swings from side to side,
Persistently as ocean’s tide;
Sharp pendulum…no place to hide,
One day our life…time will divide.

Your Eyes

Your eyes are pure azure skies,
With tender light of distant stars,
With silent questions and replies,
Without treason and hazy lies;
With inner happiness and smiles
Your kindly, magic, starry eyes.

The Picture

All smooth and soft as in a dream,
Scene with the richest hues of art,
Grand azure sea, emerald gleam,
Deep sky is purple, pink and gold.

All smooth and soft as in a dream,
But I still see her azure eyes -
Emerald hue plays in wood stream,
With purple passion tempting sighs.