I Shall Walk Through The Night

The rain has stopped,
And the grass is wet,
Misty air hung with a sweet smell,
Of flowers and fresh leaves…

The night shivered with forgotten love,
Of shattered hearts and broken promises,
Cold wind caresses my weathered face,
Whispering words long ago vanished…

Do you still look up the sky,
And watch the lonely moon?

I am walking through the night,
Searching for your tender voice,
Seeking for your heartbeats,
Are you still there watching the stars?

The birds are sleeping,
But an owl is hooting,
And across the blue spreading sky,
I could hear laughter amongst the clouds…

Is it your laughter?
Is it your mirth and glee?
Perhaps you are joyous with happiness,
Perhaps you have found your garden of love…

I shall walk through the night,
Again and again and again,
Until the night burns and scorches,
Until time runs and hides…

Copyright – Ali Sobree @ AisKOOL January 2011

Dearest Mum and Dad

If they are still here,
Love them like never before,
If they have been gone,
Remember them;
As long as you breathe the morning air,
As long as you see the rainbow across the sky…

Never regret any day worth living,
For they are our love worth giving…

If you are who you are,
It is because of their loving hearts,
Do they not worry, even if you don’t care?
Do they not love you, even if you don’t?

Cry not if they are not here,
For they are waiting for us,
In His Garden of Eden,
With love never extinguished…

Dearest Mum and Dad,
I’m honored to be your son,
Even if I’m not the best son you would want,
I shall cease to live in sorrow and sadness,
Knowing that your love shall heal my aching heart,
Forever and beyond…

Copyright – Ali Sobree @ AisKOOL January 2011

A Sketch Of Memories

The drizzle splashes on your mind,
Damping your rigorous soul,
Waking some vigorous memories,
Among the fractures of life…

Falling leaves dance in the wind,
Fairy blue birds fly with chirps and tweets,
While flowers bloom on the grassy knoll,
Among the butterflies on the rolling field…

The rainbow spread beyond the yonder,
Filtering the colors of our emotions,
Merging into the open mirror of life,
Floating like a sweeping dream…

Behold the breeze that brings happiness,
Or the storm that churns the memories,
The blue azure sky asunder,
Would sometimes turns gray in sadness…

Row your emotions and sail your memories,
The hanging sky is your destiny,
The horizon is in the distant,
And the sun is turning ember…

Be there before the night fall,
Before the moon hides behind the clouds,
Let us sketch our memories,
Before the stars snatch them away…

Copyright – Ali Sobree @ AisKOOL January 2011

Love Is A Formula

If ever you could live again,
Would you love the same people?
Would you take the same path to love;
And would you utter the same words of love?

If tomorrow does not come,
Would you stay here forever?
If yesterday is not dead,
Would you visit the day again?

If ever I could, I would love;
More than yesterday,
More than today,
More than everyday added together…

You can add,
You can subtract,
You can multiply,
And you can divide;
But if ever you want to be a success in love,
Be a mathematician,
For love is a formula…

Copyright – Ali Sobree @ AisKOOL January 2011