Love Sonnet 06: How Will I Paint Your Smile, So Mystical,
How will I paint your smile, so mystical,
I'm no Rembrandt or Michelangelo,
Your voice, soothing and musical,
I grope for notes, to strike the keys aglow;
How can I save the imprints of your touch,
Preserve endearing kiss-marks of your lips?
Will taxidermy prove to help me much?
Is it some worth when juice of life it sips?
What if to have the fruit, I claim the tree?
To drink the vintage wine, I buy the cask?
What is much better than a lifelong spree,
Instead of brief Heavens that lovers ask?
.....Might if we make as one great whole our hearts,
.....Would all these things get added up as parts?
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Love Sonnet 39 Your Lips Are Shut, Betraying Not A Word
Your lips are shut, betraying not a word,
But what beckoned were sparkles from your eyes,
This stranger, thus encouraged did afford,
To come cubits nearer, yet soonest dies;
For thousand suns brighten your lovely face,
Such sight to see a galaxy away,
That when you ventured closer to my space,
You were best seen through shades of darkest gray;
Just how such dream did flourish as it might,
Though wrought in ciphers, but of sheer disguise,
Yet mysterious to mind of no insight,
And often left to fate of sad demise;
....By cowards who died many times before,
....Until finally knocking at your door.
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Love Sonnet 75: Across the seas, along a sandy shore,
Across the seas, along a sandy shore,
Where ends this fabulous rainbow of mine,
The pot of gold that there is kept in store,
Shines in the eyes of my lovely Fraulein;
Her hair that hints a slighter shade of brown,
Reminds as swaying stalks of ripened corn,
Or else, of dusk as setting sun dips down,
With missing moon yet far from being born;
The seaside breeze, gaily grazing my face,
Brings memories of tempting times like this,
When as preluded by a warm embrace,
Lips would expect the much awaited kiss;
……Love leaps across barriers of seething seas,
……It knows not any spatial boundaries.
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River Of Time
The sands of Time keep falling in the glass,
While few feathers remain now in our caps,
Glories or falls we have come to amass,
Will turn tall tales to children on our laps;
The past that once upon a time exists,
Is like the fallen bridge we left behind,
And if the memory of this persists,
We might rebuild, but of another kind;
Moments could never be the same again,
For once a river's water passes by,
To seek the sea and mix with brine then rain,
When Fate was left to waves, its dreams may die;
.....What stops the flow of Time to run its plan?
.....If none, then plan your life the best you can.
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Love Sonnet 27 Your smile recalls fond memories of strolls,
Your smile recalls fond memories of strolls,
Of hands so soft as feathers in a nest,
Of waves we watched, of surf that gently rolls,
While songbirds din from not so distant crest;
As night descends to tuck the world under,
And tried to send us home by usual means,
Nary we moved a skinny inch thither,
As still your head on my left shoulder leans;
For in the name of love we oft commit,
Valor or crime and other things between,
To grand tribunals might our deeds submit,
And yet we stand as wise, or fools had been;
.....It is my fault that haunts me till today,
.....Whether I, a thinker or dreamer be.
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Love Sonnet 63 Oft lost in thoughts of you, till sleep finds me,
Oft lost in thoughts of you, till sleep finds me,
I would then drift to lands that naught I know,
But one solace, as dreams take me away:
The nymph giving me company is you;
Once in an alien shore of shifting dunes,
Shipwreck became of my nightmarish roam,
No siren's song prevailed against your tunes,
No lotus fare outdid your treats from home;
Storms, oracles and witches we did dare,
Or even pious wrath or godly pride,
I could be off my course, for all I care,
As long as you, my goddess, shares my side;
…..And so I hated ending all such dreams,
…..You made dreaming better than life it seems.
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Love Sonnet 73: I feel the winds of Olympus blowing,
I feel the winds of Olympus blowing,
That chill my feet on pedestals, gilded,
Minstrels on harps, incessantly singing,
Recounting quests, triumphantly ended;
But bring me down to where my princess waits,
Better repose is offered on her laps,
Bardic are songs, her soft raving creates;
Are there quests sweeter than her love, perhaps?
I bring no dragon's head cast at her feet,
Nor captive slaves from kingdoms torn apart,
And not a single ship from fleeing fleet,
But lovely rose, and with it goes my heart;
……I lay vanquished, imprisoned in her charms,
……Now at her feet lie, my armor and arms.
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Reminiscing Under A Tree
Under this shade where love once bloom
Lies part of me that's now been lost
And now, found in my thoughts of gloom
Where lonesome pain exacts its cost
The heart and arrow carved in bark
Bring back the days of sunlit bliss
When we would sing as one, like lark
Than be as thieves stealing a kiss
The leaves that fell meant time had passed
Since they'd been fresh before the clash
Leaves collected like dreams amassed
Down in the ground burnt down like trash
A sprout can find a twig whereto it cleaves
As love might bloom again this Spring
Which comes as soon as Winter leaves
When soon I'll find new songs to sing.
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Abject Solitude
When all the sounds that fill the air die not,
And for a little rest, my ears do crave,
The joys of loneliness that I forgot,
In silence lie, the hallmark of the grave;
What little time for solitude is best,
In distant place, to hide and nurse my pride,
This untrue, put-on, face is put to rest,
When virtue took on over as my guide;
But what a price, to pay for all the space,
Will it be worth my while to gain myself,
That once I lost as wager in that race,
And which denial kept for me, in shelf;
………And here, at last is balm for unhealed wound,
………But most of all, refuge for me is found.
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Laughter
When circumstance permits absurdity,
And this incongruous state, would stir my mirth,
My grin gives way to loud hilarity,
As boisterous laughter would gain its birth;
Times spent depressed would to oblivion take,
On this moment in time, when joy exceeds,
Wish, like a bottled potion, this I'd make,
To open up someday, so grief recedes;
Just mentally noted, might well suffice,
The neurons filled with its nitty-gritty,
Recall, however, could entail some price,
Smile alone, and they'll doubt your sanity;
……Laughter, is said, as medicine, is best
……Not a pill to take, but could loose your chest.
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