The Disappeared Dancer.

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Sadness found a grave in me and rested,
As silence found a grave in my dreams,
Where you and I in the joy of times danced,
In the pulse of time in gravity as our rhythm.

The sweetness of gladness received shined,
As the dancers danced and danced and merged,
In their love for each other as the world seen,
Only one through fate pass and in mockery screamed.

The disappeared dancer, Oh’, only through love seen,
None around with love looked and saw his lonely dance,
And the rhythm of life, Ah’, none can figure and all laughed,
Yet, you laid in my arms and danced as a fulfillment of a dream.

Material life a silhouette of reality but the detail missed,
The senses of all around you who never saw your love,
And the avoidance of your critics so brutally erased,
Me from your hands and alone in the eyes of the world you stood.

Stich the dream, Oh’, you the darling as the symbol of my love stood,
Only you and I can see dreams of the romance of each other,
Oh’, let us unite in togetherness than divide in forgetful fabrications,
The world loves to laugh at but make the world proud to be in our era.

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Screams Of A Victim.

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Like a shy young girl slanting stood the bright-lit Sun,
Wind found warmth from up above but still juggled cold,
The fattening winter laughed even from beneath the ground,
Oh’, heart of an unloved victim pounded louder than summer thunders.

What gratitude he should give the world O’, tell time?
Where were all the elements of life when in honesty I sought,
Love from a soul and soulless I felt when like a cursed criminal,
Why all the kindness fell like dust that made her say “No”?

Still, in hatred, I didn’t think about the world or her,
In every fall I found reasons to her and through her love,
The world in this time and in the times to come but tell,
What crime of who made me a victim screaming for care?

Round of applause to the winners of lies and machinations,
Didn’t evil spread the dragnet through their howls against love?
Love of a lady filled in purity of faith and trust in a world of chaos,
Oh’, fail I will not, to find peace and love even when soul screams.

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Mourning The Loss Of Her Love.

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Sing for me Oh’, winter wind, in a tune from north sing,
Sing to me and tell a tale of how romances in frozen land sprout,
Even when you adore lands, trees, and hills with love unique to you,
With thunderless storms, the whiteness of purity and clouds of dark.

Did you dance along the falling snow? Or just kiss the drops with frost?
Did you laugh at the slipping humans and their motors skidding?
Or you weep along with the misery of the homeless by unknown fate,
Or by choice of twisted world’s emotions became loveless?

Oh’, with freshly brewed tea by the lake I sat and I asked,
The wrapping winter cold and no answer to my mind came,
No song I heard just the whistling wind upon the attic danced,
And I walked to where once she sat and into the depths of lake looked.

Oh’, crashing waves, have you heard her heartbeat I so wish to hear?
Have you felt the touch of her hands I so wish to hold?
Did she whisper a word of love or two when upon her legs you rolled?
When another time beside you she sits never let her know my sadness.

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Song Of Regained Gladness.

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The words from soul left,
In your heartbeat joined
And through your eyes, I felt,
All gladness forgotten ah’, regained.

Show me not a sad face dear,
For good in you can never be sad,
Gather me from a scattered lot, near,
Leave me not to moments that becomes bad.
These moments you and I share,
Far beyond times, romances will endure,
Your kindness in gladness and care,
And your heart and soul so pure.

The words from soul left,
In your heartbeat joined
And through your eyes, I felt,
All gladness forgotten ah’, regained.

Little by little you and I erased,
Silence from our heart and soul,
And with each other’s heartbeats laced,
A sanctified unity that bears no foul,
The awakened senses in love united,
The greatest blessing through us unfolded,
Even the darkest past of us lighted,
And life in each other’s perfection molded.

The words from soul left,
In your heartbeat joined
And through your eyes, I felt,
All gladness forgotten ah’, regained.

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Love Of The Torn Faithful.

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Naive you are not in a life of your own,
Divided between faith and family in love,
Ah’, love of mine you never learned to feel,
All from family and faith you learned is fear to give.

The dreams all have been torn in uncaring songs,
You sang when dancing in stereotypes of the world,
And along with dreams torn was a life lived to find,
You and your love, and I found, love to you mean nothing.

Now tell own conscience dear, were your soul silent,
In loving my soul, Oh’, it is that loving soul I sought,
And the love meant to unite with me in retail you sold,
Now to your conscience tell that tale, the tragedy of the era.

Forever unforgiven my soul and conscience divided will remain,
For not ever gaining the love in your mind, heart, and soul weaved,
Oh’, all that I felt through all about you I have known and unknown,
Ah’, forever will remain as pulses of echoes of endless romances.

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The Forbidden Image.

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Describe to me the happiness of your heart,
Beating, again and again, gaining happiness,
For you and by you in morning meditation smiles,
And in silence away from my loving smiles you walked.

The tiring day, the busy holiday season, ah’, we both stood,
The buyers in satisfaction smiled, you and I wished them well,
The sprouted dream kept us together and to my side, you came,
And with another smiling colleague, I snapped a selfie of us.

Oh’, the only image where you and I stood side by side,
But the many images when we stood side by side soul painted,
And from each of those, dreams about love of us, sprouted,
Ah’, though far away, trying to undo kindled love, we both still smile.

Your search for that image, now forbidden for the world to see,
Oh’, one day, someday, together we will stand in a new image,
May those images the living and the unliving copy and spread,
Still in my promise, that one image I took will remain forbidden to see.

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The Fairy Tale Writer.

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Times have changed so did viewpoints of minds,
Tales of the fancy of minds, ah’, fairies told,
And dreams woke even in the brightness of days,
Such dreams a poet translated into verse.

The wilderness of the world as a canvas he took,
His own romance into lives around he blended,
And from one of those lives a dream he heard,
And into that “bright smile” verses he wrote.

“Loveliness through the cityscape spread,
Love in the heart of the man from soul sprouted,
Touching every dream from her childhood she saw,
He became the charming prince upon a unicorn came.

The unicorn from the mountain flew through the morning dew,
And the prince took the rainbow and fired his arrows of love,
The dreams fulfilled and in front of her, reading her soul he stood,
Writing another dream, filled with love from her heart he stole.”.

What love he wrote, ah’, not any ordinary smile in his mind he saw,
The embedded smiles of a lover who yearned his love with love,
He felt and that to a dream led and that dream into life he wrote,
Oh’, poet became poetry and better poetry from there he wrote.

Reality proclaimed as fantasy and fantasy fabricated reality,
Ah’, such life when wrote became the fantastic fairy tale,
The beginning the poet in love-filled ways of two hearts he wrote,
A fairy tale in time two lovers through realities of life will conclude.

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The Valley Of Sadness.

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A thousand dreams one after the other sprouted,
In a valley, none till this day ever ventured,
The winds turned and jumped in ecstatic dance,
In that rhythm, trees let their branches dance along.

Hearts in dreams united and songs of love they wrote,
Love touched every corner of the valley and scents spread,
And reached into the world beyond sights and sounds,
Oh’, there love reached a twisted limelight for you and me.

One by one dream failed and with leaves of fall fell,
Changes stopped and beneath the barks of trees hid,
The songs hearts wrote, ah’, no birds ever sang,
Darkness between the clouds birthed and with cold crept.

Oh’, darkness and cold through the winds sang,
Pathos of our lost love unsympathetically to an unknown world lost,
Even when the sun shined up east and to west swam all bright,
Sadness loomed in the valley where under the frost our love wept.

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A Day Of Fear.


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The phantoms of fall into the cold faded,
The Cardinal silently puffed up and watched,
Fog like a smoke spitting dragon danced,
As drum-beats and horns of winter strengthened.

The fallen flurries gave relief to the fallen leaves,
The gathering clouds instilled in the hearts fear,
Coats and hats made humans look more decent,
But every lip shivered in thoughts of the winter.

Night wiped away the clouds with scattering winds,
Stars stayed far giving beauty to eyes when inside out burning,
Lovers hugged each other and kissed with eyes closed,
Lovers who failed to earn love walked away with made-up smiles.

Watching all these I walked, I smiled, I wept and through it all, I lived,
The awoken day gathered the clouds and back into hearts brought,
Darkness, filled with mythical mysteries of lost love and lonely days,
Ah’, where are you my “Strength” the “Exalted One” my only love?

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