The Incomplete Painting.

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Time juggled my age and through age came,
The world and lifestyle in this world I must live,
Oh’, but my life played hide and seek and hopscotch,
All around me and my mind stuck in a very younger time.

Oh’, mind and the mind of the girl in my mind listen,
Unleash love without any material of worlds withholding,
The essence of truth through our material touches we express,
Unleash the power of mind, with which in distance each other we sense.

Wishes evolved in mind to become dreams and reality joined,
LIfe’s hide and seek game. Oh’, ten thousand thunders stuck,
At the same time upon my fate and in verses redefined,
My love for you in passions and compassions my dear, dearest.

Why we wrestle with the age ridden passions and definitions?
Why not define each other with love we already chose for each other?
You are the one who defines every bit of my love and in turn me,
May you choose me to paint the incompleteness of love of ours.

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Ghost Of The Ungiven Love.

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Waves of winds roamed around to give chill and sway,
Strong trees and to the lakeshore bring, a calming melancholy,
Narrow streets welcomed mind and the aching memories,
Oh’, what part of nature will give me a reason to forgive my own past?

And memory lane took me to a gathered firestorm that burned,
Bridges and through mind became what melt soul to a loveless lump.
Life undefined when again and again loveless and alone I stood,
Blame me not, O’ crazy world, I loved and I lost and I moved.

Then in my mind, a thought like a whispering witch sprouted,
“Past doesn’t determine who you are, nor it will determine,
The ways of the world at you. Future is what fulfills,
Dreams you weave in imperfections to absolute perfection.”.

Oh’, dear, my dearest, the darling of all, my only love,
The ungiven love in your soul, do you feel in swirls?
Do you feel the suffocation of that love to unfold and fulfill?
For, the love I gave unreturned, unfulfilled like a ghost wanders.

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The Deserted Oasis.

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Winds rested well in Spring, Summer and Fall from North came,
Like a wave crashing on rocks, everything in their path they hit,
Oh’, even the rain froze and fell and stuck on trees and roads,
But beating all odds Snow Buntings hopped and pecked for food.

So much he learned, from the sea of time, ah’, only a drop he drank,
Eyes he trained to see beyond fog, rain, dust, and snow wilder times,
Youth never left his heart though World around respected his age,
Snow of this winter seems to have covered bits and pieces of his hair.

City and suburbs, he passed, restaurants and bars he frequented,
Everyone who touched him, ah’, the warmth of his heart they felt,
The sweetness of his wide smile, an unforgettable touch in soul left,
Childhood and youth filled anger he left for love and care of all.

Then came a winter, when love filled he looked at her and spoke,
His likes for her and she left him alone, Oh’, alone he stood,
The world lost its meaning in her eyes, even in misunderstandings seen,
The touch of love in his entire life he never learned to love.

As away from the world he walked, murmuring verses filled with love,
Oh’, no love of the world can he take as all his love filled with her,
The oasis he once was for the warmth and sweetness he spread,
Now deserted as all paths to that oasis forever he closed except for her.

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The Stalking Hunter.

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The whispers of prayers from my lips sprouted,
As morning mist dissolved into thin air in a dance,
Silence found no ways to bully into the day,
As Sun blew on to the day an irresistible spell.

Dry wind through naked branches flew and composed,
New songs for the cold wearing Cardinal to sing,
Ah’, winter unscrupulously unleashed upon the city,
Where people hustled through the day to earn.

Phones rang, computer alerted, Oh’, modern-day mysteries,
Into senses blasted, mind-altering sounds as music played,
Season of Giving, ah’, smile-less stood, Oh’, my fate, unforgiving.
The written fate never lost a page now as a hunter, stalking.

Love is not a mystery for my fate and dear you know well,
How wonderfully I love and how unadulterated for you I wait,
Maybe the stalking hunter finds a chapter none knows yet,
A chapter of our love, filled with fearless happy days ahead.

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Pain In The Forgotten Heart.

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The sun dragged all of us through space,
Our sins and acts of audacity took away,
His glory bit by bit as punishment every day.
Dust filled the Earth and none knew or cared.

Oh’, from those dust God created our ancestors,
And they united with their vengeance and prejudices,
As dust now floating soulless maybe watching,
Us lost in each other’s love, in lost ways to each other.

Haven’t I shown how passion-filled I lived every bit,
Only in thoughts about you, and only dedicated, in loving you?
Oh’, every bit of life, every step taken, so carefully planned,
Building connection as age through time, mercilessly passed.

What ancestral pastime taught you to forget me?
What present-day humor that may make the world laugh?
When hand-in-hand in the pride of love we will stand.
Forget me not, in your prayers, remember me not in your curses.

The aching heart already learned about the love of yours,
The heartaches as in the falling dust ways to me you lost.

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The Unknown Language Of Your Heart.

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My eyes are burning as sleepless I walked,
Through the cold that became my only companion,
I listened to the howling winds and cooing owls,
I felt the fight between silence and screams and I am lost.

Lost in the clouds gathered far and high but slowly fell,
Long before gravity brought those drops to mother,
Ah’ frozen they became with memories of the flight,
In every one of them, I looked for an image of your face.

As the value of love in the age of heart measured,
Oh’, did you ever thought my heart in independence wrote,
The language of my love only your heart can understand?
Why would you fall for traps of devil in worldly pleasures seen?

The storms have passed, the world about us unaware,
The broken links between us ah’, our hearts want to connect,
Fulfill your dream through me, Oh’, be the fulfillment of my dream,
For, I love you more than anyone ever loved feeling from soul to heart,

The language of your heart unknowingly from your soul to heart wrote.

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The Unfolded Fate.

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The fate was well written a long time before birth,
But that unknown path I love the most to take,
For what life in multiple ways and times to be defined,
All I left for one path and two eyes, the eyes of yours.

Logics of life, routines humans made, past wisdom,
Ah’, all told you, “he is not your man, he is too old”,
But you and I knew not that the heart learns to love,
On its own beyond all logic, routines, and wisdom.

Ah’, into the eyes of us hearts placed and filled,
Life hearts sought and into the world sprouted,
None knows what matters to us as we defined,
Love of us in unique ways we love to celebrate.

When each other we defined and refined in love,
The evolving life around us into us evolved,
The fascinations of the fantastic masquerade,
Universe shown and through us with love fate unfolded.

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The Disappointed Poet.

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In the wintry morning wide awake I lie,
Watching the golden rays of sun by cold wind delivered,
The cardinal who puffed up and prayed,
That my love to you makes you feel blessed.

Oh’, a smile of your for days now I celebrate,
What in your mind you felt, sprouted such charm?
Millions of life’s scenarios I played to get a feel,
And none gave a feeling of gladness in your smile I saw.

Am I a failed lover who failed to feel the gladness of my love?
Am I a wayfarer who can only observe the gladness expressed?
Am I not in spirit can’t feel the love of yours in your smile I saw?
Or, did the distance between us gulfed beyond bridges can connect?

Ah’, my worldly task in every way around me in failures lay,
And in uncaring smiles every one of them away I pushed,
No loss of anything ever disappointed this faithful lover but pinched,
My poetic heart that failed to feel the gladness in your smile.

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The Smile Of Love.

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Every fancy dream paused when that smile sprouted,
The coolness of the winter warmed those lips spread,
Disappointments left heart and conscience for a nap,
As gladness in the world defined as your smiling face.

Through the days I mourned, and in sadness challenged,
The losing times and the nobility of happening events,
What meanings through the uncaring world I should accept?
What wicked paths through which I should walk to reach you?

Then the magnificence through which a door you opened,
Artificial internet maybe, Oh’, in my heart the love I felt,
When that sweet smile embraced a weeping soul.
Raised my head and hands and said to God “Thank You.”.

“Thank you for bringing sweetness into a sour life,
Giving a feeling of hope in the wonderless world,
Coloring a soul that lost the color in the dreams I weave.”.
Oh’, God will bless you too my dear for my thankfulness.

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A Comforting Blanket.

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Heavens fired up and brewed a new set of fateful times,
Ah’, in through those times came elements that forged,
Dreams you and I hand in hand with a shy smile can weave,
Paths are paved, times for us given, walking mind smiling.

Seasons come and seasons go, sprouted love far and wide, spread,
Every element to each season unique captured imagery,
Of our love so uniquely brewed and so wonderfully crafted,
But the written fate gave time meant for us a little pause.

Life for each other defined, through each other’s soul,
The entangled web well weaved, ah’, no ways out but knit,
The blanket that comforts you and me with each other’s love.
Upon that blanket drawn the images of our happy days.

The newness of the winter freeze through us spread,
We left the warmth of our invisible romance to seasons past,
But your beauty in my heart in perfection froze,
Thoughts about the comfort of that blanket, melted heart.

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