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Rarely did we meet
For either one’s faultseveral times we fled.To cry the tearsof our lonely hearts,To heal the woundsof tits for tats.Time has taught uslessons of reunionsand has sung to usmyriad lore of wings.To fly high above the skywe need have to be light,The loads of heart must dienascent or bygone, it might.Wings are thereto fly, not flee..For…
It was never like this,
that you see today-Deserts everywhereOn land, where peopleused to dance merrilywith songs of content,peace and harmony.In the distant skywhere the cloudsfloated with gleeamong the Sun-bright and radiant,and the Moon-cool and caressingthe whole Earthseemed to rejoicewith celestial joy.And at heart,there was a blissdivine, clad inclothes of beautyand dipped infragrances of love,there seemed to exista world full…
Under whose shades
My dreamy eveningsTurned into autumnal landscapes?The Tom in me stoppedRunning after the butterflies andEntered the land of ErosWith Jerry’s hand in hand?The golden figureOf maiden youthWas now surrounded with moonsEnchanting and adorable,Erotic and obsolete,Charming yet fragile,Hiding the next momentBehind the cloudsFor causes unknown.Why did my heartMade a startTo shimmer beyondInto snowy coolnessWith a single touchOf…
The snail within me
With a new resolution…To pace with the worldin and around me.No more withdrawals,No more repentances,No more worries nor woes,No more competition..For I have my journeyOn a path of my own,Chosen to tread on,Committed to go alongTill the last sunset hereTill the last gush of airExit my shell.
I was thrilled at her words,
So charmed was I-But some howDeep within meI have lost a threadI was unhappyThat she returnedTo be cagedOnce again anewEven if it, the cagebelonged to me.
War is a bleeding wound
The shorter it stays, the better.