Death on life hovers as such...
Death on life hovers as such
Bee for nectar to quench its thirst
This bowl so empty left at dusk
Once filled till brim with life and lust
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This Tired Heart Beats In Aimlessness
This tired heart
Beats in aimlessness
Live's mantle is now covered with the rust of dead desires
And this soul runs away
Like a fugitive from truth
Seeking ultimate salvation…
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Your life tied up in breakable knots of fate...
Your life tied up in breakable knots of fate
Your heart eludes the truth
Breaking free
You leave a thin streak like meteor to the sky
Where you soar is beyond your being
A moment of infinite lives you live
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Goodbye
You were embraced in his (deaths) arm so still,
As soothed by mother’s warmth an infant.
Wrapped in first shaft of sun,
As prepared for a distant journey to come.
Lost the radiance of your eye,
As an amber ready to say goodbye…
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Thoughts Pass...
Thoughts pass...
Thought less give I...
To things in mind's absence that pass...
Flee over a fleeting thought...
Impulse restless, reckless, unrest...
My belonging I lost...
To an hour of muse...
Deserved which much contemplate,
Assistance of sensibilities well measured.
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Races She Beyond Me...
Races she beyond me
Tiny soul of great reverence...
Glides she like grace of wind
A smile from the lips of innocence...
Warm and vibrant...
As the sun and the green.
Charm and grace so feminine
Well carried out in the arms of simplicity...
Oh tiny soul where you embark,
In careless hustle of dreams...
(DEDICATED TO THE LITTLE RAG-PICKER)
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The Day Has Come To Its End
The day has come to its end
The birds have returned to their nest
The tired laborours return to their home
The fidgeting baby goes to sleep
The pedestrians
The wanderers
Lay their mats under the trees
The pale and tired moon comes again with its fleet of stars
The May winds swing softly like a cradle
The day has come to its end
And so would the life
Weary,
Careless,
I sleep…
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Smoke...
Smoke...
Fidget in madness
Narrow chimneys hurriedly it past...
From humble kitchens with its errands
Bakes the dough, sustenance of hunger...
In ovens of clay and straw, air strokes the dying coals, she lingers there too...
Master's will have it, bread is served...
Unto plates of rough palms, rough with their toil...
Over a meek shining shilling, in pocket...
She shall hover, through their chimneys...to the sky...
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Harp of Heavens Plucked a String
Harp of heavens plucked a string,
Vibrate its metal and iron rings
And the melody so pure, crafted fingers could play
Or is it master's art put into the fine tunes
Magician's spell of the silent night
Flee so pure in the heart of rhythm
My delight
Echoes the land, echoes the skies
And the night and day grey in dawn of a new era
Where a heart is born
The soulful music of harp, laughter of my friend
Puts to tune my rusty strings...
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I Would Let You Live
I would let you live in this tormented soul of mine when you are gone
I would let you dwell in a corner of my heart
In the heart where infinite tempest of desires arouse and tattered this ever alive soul alive soul
I would hold you tenderly like a flower holds the dew dropp in an early winter morning,
And will keep your soul ever afresh
By the breeze of the breath that I slowly take
But I won’t fret that you are gone
Because within me you live in a million ways…
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