Have drifted down and by
still and calmly.
Like these
Forgotten kisses
Under the grey shade
Of Mahogany in
A summer day.
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Scales are dead
the length of a roadtravelled with passion,the breadth of a heartThat beats on and on,The height of a dreamcherished so long,the depth of a desirerooted miles or a furlong.Time scales lifein frames-past and future,in names-great and rare,in pages-written and read,in phases-golden and dead,in zones-gained and lost,in forms-worst and best.
And then there was a splash,
the timeless surfacefrozen with the fluidof nothingness-The waves of singular desireemanating out of nowhere,The pulsating horizonturned orange,the womb of eternitystarted contracting intoa sphere of promising future,And a baby of the first Sparkof existence was born.It was the hourWhen there was a moment-a thin line separatingthe shape and formsfrom the created,the events and phenomenafrom their happening.It…
That day,
You left meAt the cross roadsOf that lifeAnd never triedTo look backFor a pretty long time.You left me alone,Alone to cry my tearsTill the last dropOf my tears left,Till it ruinedThe last crystal throneOf my dream empire.
A rainbow appears from nowhere
His long awaiting thirsty lips.