To Begin

the dawn breaks the gloom
the talk comes to animation
the spirit approaches to bloom
while eyes are closed
the mind scribbles notes
to be clothed in costume
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and in a little while
the aurora rushes in the early morn
wooden chair and table on the watch
black and white colors on a batch
become a manuscript
of golden words from a shoestring catch

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Sketch of Life

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the day’s mantle of graphic scenes
drapes down the head of life
the wind in different directions blow
the dust rolls to thicken as virgin snow

enter the sphere of unforeseen emotions
feel the dagger’s wound as it rips the skin of hope
revel in the pleasure of a triumphant win over a failure
let the mind and heart impress your only soul

                  –o0o–

 

 

LIVES

 

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in the dawn of our lives
expecting a bright lovely sunrise 
unexpectedly a disturbance of day
comes to darken the way

harsh wind blows so hard
and clouds fly so dark
lightning  begins to spark 
and strike a burning mark

water of the sky heavily pours 
and sips inside closed doors
rises and tries to ready itself
and floods the way with cries

tears of hate and pains of hurt
bloodied wounds and stains of dirt
all will be talking inside your heart
when a survival is going  to start 

wishing the sun would not set
and turn the dark to day
lives have their twists and turns
the fire has some waste to burn…
 

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Memories

a glimpse of you
unearthing me
when the whisper
came to be
in the loosened air
encompassing the calls
of agitated silence…
the name that flew
in the wide atmosphere
brought a happy lullaby
in the hearts and ears
of the lives that listened
to its muted echoes

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it was our hearts
that roared out
the sounds of love
and not our whispers

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the tones were high
only to be caught
at their lowest ebb
the sea’s feeble waves
forcefully beat
the sands of the silent shore…
an ignition of war
of reassuring minds
so soothing to be heard
 brought back henceforth
memories of painful past 

–o0o– 


Loving Heart

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now  you’re singing
the song of love
your heart’s beating
you are certain of

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how great it is
feeling the happiness
braving the storm
despising emptiness

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sadness turns to laughter
cold mornings become warm
questions need no answers
loving heart takes any norm


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Honest and Innocent

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hiding behind words
writing lethal poison
injecting venomous lines
into the veins of  honest innocent stanzas

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suspicion dictated
the heart was wounded
cut and disfigured
after harmless letters reached a guilty one

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it was just for fun
written only to rhyme
but the sense was there
  to be judged by time


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Don’t Block The Driveway

it’s my kingdom
the border has been identified
but the defined mark has been
encroached

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it is mine
the front part of my home
it is  my driveway
i want to draw a line

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i was angered
by my neighbor’s idiotic act
parking his second-hand car
at my gate’s mouth, i wanted war

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so i put a sign
“Don’t block the driveway
This is the fault line
If you park here, it’s not fine”

==o0o==


Jealous

no matter how much we try
hiding the feeling of resentment
suspicious of being dethroned
fearful to be left behind
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those who love are often jealous
watchful in the protection
possessive of a heart
we love

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 our emotions show
both our actions and reactions
efforts that we exert
the truthfulness of Love
intolerant of unfaithfulness
as we walk the path that we trod

we come to know the Lord
is a jealous God

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It Doesn’t Matter

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she laughs when i cry
never she wipes away my tears
she cries when i giggle
never she yells some cheers
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why is she like this
always reacts the opposite
sometimes i suspect her as a fool
who doesn’t know the golden rule
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whoever is this woman

who strayed away from the caravan
to others she’s the coolest insane
it doesn’t matter, i love her just the same
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You are My Reverie

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peeping through obscurity
when the youthfulness of day advances
and the worldly noise slowly subsides
you become a sweet colored reverie
floating inside my consciousness
framing my  extra-ordinary cosmos dream

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dusting the tinsel dust away
and clear the fancy stars at bay
glittering colors of blue and gray
keep staring at me through halfway

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