Shade Of The Lonely Tree.

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When fall comes with cold fires and burns,
Leaves and buries the ground all will think,
Oh’, the shade is gone and we all will wither,
Like the barks of trees that cracks in frost.

The world will turn and air will warm,
Then the sprout of the spring will refresh,
Faith of us in the beauty of love spread,
Ah’, another spring nests in the horizons.

The world has turned and the wonders came,
Love for me stayed asleep in a hidden corner unknown,
Ah’, I prayed may that not be the corner of her heart,
And no leaves grew in the Lonely tree where shade I sought.

Fear not about the love of mine for you,
For the world can turn and turn and sprout again,
And stars can brighten and fade and be blown,
But my love will float, for your soft fingers, to be captured.

The dark clouds shined but still wept like a weeping willow,
Drops gathered and through the cracks on barks flown,
Nothing bothered a waiting heart nor the body that carried,
Love for you, every drop felt in the warmth through me spread.

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An Episode Of Happiness.

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Ah’, the parted day, so much beauty you left,
But not the fallen dream fading,
And only left an aching heart,
And eyes with tears filled.

In what weird ways I scared,
The love to panic, in sleepless nights, wait,
For me to become a monster and come,
From under her bed or dark corner of a room.

In those thoughts in every waking moment, I prayed,
“Oh’, God, give me the ability to induce love,
For me in her than fear that drains her heart of love.”.
Ah’, a touch of air on my neck I felt.

Looking up I felt shadowless time walked,
Carrying life of many kinds untiringly,
And aloud I said “Take down the mask and learn,
About what you hide behind the mask, Your Love”.

Conquer the fear for none of that is real,
Conquer me who on one knee waits,
Ah’, happiness maybe one episode of a drama,
Why not you and I make real that drama of Love?

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Day Of The Sleepless Mind.

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The wandering mind cared nothing,
About the world or the silence from you.
He ran with the squirrel then with the cardinal flew,
Took the spring noon wind upon the dried face,
And at the evening slanting Sun waved.

The gone down Sun within him took,
Today into history and feelings as memory,
Oh’, yet another day from life fell without you.
Night filled the sky with stars but blanketed,
The view from my eyes with dancing clouds.

Mind through the darkest corners of life searched,
Through all actions and words of past searched,
None I found for any wrong to you or anyone I did,
For which my punishment is the loneliness I feel,
Still, images of that smile brightened the darkest hours.

Night slowly shortened, morning shook away the darkness,
And mind stood unwavering as in every corner light filled,
From pebbles to butterflies carried the beauty of a smile,
Everything I felt spoke “Oh’, she is the enlightenment of a soul,
We all feel through your eyes, so stay on awake for our bliss.”.

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Look Back.

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A memory of that hurtful past haunts,
Us into You and I and breaks hearts,
Spring eve thunders sounded like screams,
To us, to save our souls back into Us.

Every moment away from my eyes you stay,
Every word in your loving voice spoken,
Oh’, the screaming thunderstorm they join,
In pleas and tears that fall all around Us.

Dreams are dreams and reality and dream killer,
Oh’, why make our own reality and hunt our dreams?
Why not stand united hand in hand and live the reality?
The reality that you and I love each other beyond dreams.

Look back not into the hurt-filled days,
Not the sleepless nights in fear and doubt spent,
Look back at me with the love you feel whenever you smile,
Make not time a linear crook, look back and give our love a chance.

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The Dark Hooded Scholar.

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Through the winter cold, the wind wandered,
The menace, the world shivering feared,
Wild geese sat on frozen lakes and slept,
The dried-out branch gave up life and fell.

Nothing inhuman in nature made him stop,
Under a dark hood, in white background, he walked,
The branch crushed under his feet, the geese looked,
The wind, ah’, breathless upon the weeping willow sat.

The blue jay scratched her beak on the bark,
And sang an old song seeking ears and eyes far away,
The hooded wanderer looked up and smiled,
And to the bird in a subdued voice, he spoke.

“A full moon will rise in warming spring to bring,
The doors of chaos and confusion to close,
Look around, ah’, all around you will find,
Fear from mind sprouting and slowly spread,
Through dark and light fear of an elephant.
In a closed out cave and everywhere you will feel,
That elephant but you knew not the elephant was there,
All through the times but no attention you gave,
As pretenders of love and lovers of obligations took,
All your mind and now alone you sit with nothing.
Be it the stars of luck or times magic run,
The philosophy of relationships you must revisit,
Let not the history of parting and pain repeat,
Be the one who spread love, not anxiety and fear.”.

The bird looked in curiosity and raised her head,
Lurking to another branch and started a new song,
About the scholar from past to present walked with love.

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The Chosen Words.

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The chosen words sounded eloquent,
When in mind uttered that looked,
For relief from the lonely carrier,
Ah,’ a web of disappointment she threw,
As even the air waited to see my smile.

And to mind, I said “I am not alone”,
Laughter crowned every thought of mine,
But tears filled my eyes, unknowingly.
The games mind overplayed became,
Scenes of a dream I never wanted to see,
Still, as I saw her in it, air in satisfaction whirled.
Oh’, light slowly left the dream in chaos,
And searched I for an elusive shadow,
Far away blinked stars to soothe my sight,
Reality lashed a thunderstorm in the dark,
As the feeling of her stepped far and far.

In sadness, through the dark, I walked,
And spoke out loud those chosen words,
“I am no dream, but a dream fulfillment you are,
No paths to that fulfillment I know but a guide you are,
A beacon that never loses light as love in purity shines bright”.

Through the dark, continues, my search for that beacon.

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The Wondering Spring.

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Nature commanded “The flowers must bloom”,
And she commanded the wind to warm,
Sun took a flight up north shattering dark clouds,
Ah’, they fell thundering down as life woke.

The forgetful chipmunks dug all over to find a nut,
The returned migrant gathered dried leaves and sticks,
Her mate flew all around to woo her to love,
Songs filled the air everyone heard clear and loud.

Sprouts came out, air warmed, birds danced and sang,
Ah’, everyone heard, everyone saw, through their windows,
Virus-scare kept the world inside and the season wondered,
Where did all the people go? Where are those naughty hands?

Nature stood stunned as the poetry she tried to recite,
Unheard and unfelt by the audience she expected, showed not,
The poet through the window with an eye filled watched,
As nature’s attempt to bring another poem went in vain.

Oh,’ the poem in his mind filled bound her soul,
Between the lines of the poem, nature failed to write.

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A Broken Cathedral.

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Walls with mosses filled stood up high,
As even the non-stop rain can’t cool inside,
Lights and candles and heating warmed,
Bodies of believers even when hearts frozen stayed.

Upon the walls scriptures and proverbs well written,
Golden old fonts made them mean more divine,
And when read out loud, ah’, mesmerized the hearts,
Some even thawed a little and welled those eyes.

On her knees, she stood and out her conscience stepped,
And to her, like a child asked, “What meanings you learn,
From all prayers and advice, when love unmatched God showed?
And away you walked in anger, lies and self betrayal?”

With closed eyes, she stayed and into mind’s eyes child stepped,
And spoke, “The purity of heavens can be touched in love,
Through the path divine showed us and deep in his words lives,
The sanctity of love you seek, the perfection of love you seek.”.

Bells rang and she opened her eyes and felt the old fonts falling,
The child still whispered “He learned to love perfectly from shine,
In your eyes he saw and no more shall you lie to me about that shine,
And verses in his heart sprouted with your face and smile.”.

When out to the world she walked nothing bound her heart,
All she felt was beating of his heart filled with love,
And life unfolding with every step she took,
Though far away from her, he felt the sprouting love in her.

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The Burned Out Chandelier

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Waves rolled their muscles and bragged,
To the bay about the love a heart weaved,
Hearing nothing in the thunderstorms the bay said,
“Speak in the metaphor I can understand.”.

And to the bay the waves rolling over and over whispered,
“Know the pain of a mother abandoning her a newborn?
And that orphan in hunger and pain but still grew stronger,
Faceless, nameless, through the crowd he wandered.

Deep in his heart that little flame of love always he felt,
The flame mother in nine months in him kindled,
Oh’, that flame lighted the candles in a chandelier,
Brightening every bit of life in purity and honesty.

The chandelier was the heart of a woman who brightened,
His eyes, his heart, and every feeling a man can live,
And to her, he said “I don’t want to corrupt my inner being,
Who loves you unconditionally.” And at no other face, he looked.

But the woman looked around as nothing she understands,
The crazy world fell apart and alone her mind wandered,
The world made her say “No” and a candle burned out,
And for every “No” she said other candles burned out.

Darkness entered the world and the world felt the pain,
Into that world entered, pandemic and corruption,
The orphan in his heart kept the flame as a smokeless flame.”.
The storm echoed the weeping of the bay all around.

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A Mystery I No Longer Desire To Know.

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Pathos in different tones rain sang,
As life felt a dragnet of protection gone,
Heart absorbed sadness that roamed alone,
And my soul to him whispered a smile filled story.

Oh’, soul tell me how long we will weave and tell,
Stories that bring smiles in life all around,
And in that pleasantness ecstatically dance,
Dreams that felt real and unfulfilled fade.

Oh’, dreams, in prayers of apologies I drown,
For, unfulfilled like aborted babies you all lay,
Hungry, gasping for air, ah’, many of you die,
Leaving a curse upon me that isolates me more.

Meanings I sought in the seeds in her heart I sowed,
Oh’, love lost I fell and gathering all strength I stood,
Love, life all a mystery, clouded by eternal storms,
A vagabond I am who no longer desires to know.

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