Mind Of An Unloved Man.

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The taming of mind after the wild chase,
After her who still remains an illusion.
In emptiness I penanced,
For an unrealistic life ahead,
And her heart so elusive,
My mind elongated in time and space ran after.

I speak of no dreams anymore,
For they all were like viruses,
That ate out mind, leaving remorse.

I keep no hope in any day ahead,
As all hope disappeared in her silence,
The fear in me grew every day,
As the silence haunted, even in the bright-lit day.

She did not see the passion of her dreams in me,
Her illusion of love did not paint my face,
Every image in my eyes lost,
In the deep and dark dreams of the unloved,
And once more my own conscience laughed,
At me in the mockery of my loveless life.

O loveless I maybe after the wildest rides,
Uptowns to downtowns and to countryside,
I went after mirages of pathetic material life,
Though love alone is not life, I learned,
The love of a girl I will always miss.

Mind is a mystery mankind never learned,
Love is mystery my mind always hunted,
Though lost again love still remain,
Deep in the heart with every freshness known.

Then I felt a light breeze blowing from the west,
The wind touched nothing but me,
The hissing sound, played like a thousand violins,
By Nature deep into my ear and to my heart,
And the heart opened once more to welcome,
A new love in all her freshness,
Though darkness still holds its hard grip,
Up in the sky blink multitude of stars,
Making me pray for the darkness to hold on,
As a new star is born with my love for you,
Glowing to you in all colors you choose.

©LonelyPoet -2006 – From The Book Age Of Survival – Collection Of Poems.

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Her Image.

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Into the mind many, many times whispered,
There is no love in her heart for you,
There is no love in her heart for you,
Mind boiled and bubbled love for her,
And into every corner of the body screamed.

To be the love of her,
To be the blessing for her,
To be the gladness of her,
To be the honor of her.

With the mind for reasons unknown want to disagree,
Then mind into the eye of the heart poured,
A million colors and painted her face,
Then my heart whispered into the material me,
Why try to be selfish? Be all mind want you to be.

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The Miner And The Gem.

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A millennium came, a millennium passed,
Days like the currents in the depth of an ocean flew,
Seasons flourished and then to hibernation went,
And worldly ways through spirit of life the miner learned.

Around the world to many places he went,
Then in the lands of the Americas he came,
All through his plight every moment he searched,
For that mine where the Gem of gems birthed and grew.

With all the tools and knowledge he searched,
In darkest of the darkness he searched,
In the middle of crowd he searched,
Then mined with tools and knowledge of the spiritual world,
Mined and mined with tools and knowledge of the material world,
Ah’ found he where Gem of gems grew.

Into the mining for the Gem he poured,
Every ounce of spirit and energy he got,
When sun shined, away his sweat he wiped,
When the rain lashed floppy hat he squeezed,
When the snow all around fell, the shovel he cleaned,
Ah’ when the flowers bloomed,
Along in his mind a smile sprouted.

Raw in the depths the Gem of gems stayed,
The miner moved closer and closer to grab,
But the Gem of gems has a will of her own,
As raw in the middle of dirt she wanted to stay,
Oh’ no matter how much rock and dirt the miner tried to move,
The Gem of gems away from him swayed,
Into the depths of inevitable chaos she moved,
In the rhythms of the madness of a cunning world she moved,
A dance the miner on his own will don’t want to stop.

The Gem of gems is not just another precious one,
What the miner found in not anything wrong,
No wrong to the preciousness of the Gems he ever done,
Only to make her more precious the miner tried,
Oh’ the miner only half way through can mine,
The rest, Gem of gems with her will must come,
But to his disappointment the Gem of gems stayed afar.

Then down and down she went,
A drowning from his knowledge of past the miner know,
Nothing he can do to but to watch,
The fall in all inevitability will come,
The Gem’s will Oh’ to remain in dark, in dirt and to destroy in dull.

All his tools to whither in weather the miner left,
As for him no past exist,
Without the preciousness of the Gem of gems,
All in present, meaningless, like ghosts stood,
And the first step away,
Future with emptiness welcomed.

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Midnight Reverie.

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Alone in the back yard I stood,
Time the wonderful walker walked,
Space the carrier of time across spread,
Why am I in this space through which,
Time slowly ahead and ahead walked?
Space moved, time moved along with it all,
Unknown to all I too moved.

Midnight galloped away with her dark stallions,
Way above witnessing an onlooker of life watched,
Blinking stars in all their wonders moved,
Smiled I at those fast moving creations of God,
It’s just that God paused me in this backyard,
When all others moved way beyond,
Some even on the dark stallions fell behind,
Then there are those with all efforts to forget I tried,
Only one remained in mind, whom I forgot to make her smile.

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Hide Not Within Forgetfulness

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Mother Nature kept her eyes closed,
As darkness all around loomed,
Winter a season many don’t want to feel
And in the season of winter upon your eyes I looked,
And warmth of care and love cloaked me.

In your warm smiles and caring words woke,
Nature all around earlier than Almanac spoke,
Nesting birds as if in meditation sang to bring rain,
In the spring rain upon your eyes I looked,
Nature stealing colors for flowers I saw.

Sun from far joined Nature’s dance,
The glitters of morning dew spread,
The pollens all around flown,
In the summer warmth upon your eyes I looked
And calm and cool the restless mind became.

Realities to my mind rushed,
Rationales in soliloquy argued,
Then I sang, forget me not O’ darling,
Forget me not, for in your heart resides,
The loving heartbeat of mine.

Enslave the body,
Enslave the actions,
Enslave the speech,
But when it comes to soul,
In love surrender it for you I will.

Hide not O’ Darling, hide not,
For in the blink of your eyes I feel,
The breath of mine synchronized,
Every breath of mine in penance I surrender,
For the gladness of yours O dear.

A thousand dreams I can weave,
But they all on the smile less face of yours will melt,
So forever to keep you smile I pledge,
So hide not if any feelings for me you have,
Spread to my mind the calmness of autumn dusks.

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Sights And Sounds

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Thousands of rays of sun upon me fell,
As rain with her soothing sounds away from me ran,
And to the dancing rays asked,
From which lover you stole that warmth.

Every step with care laid,
As away the crickets jumped,
The fresh mowed lawn under the legs kissed,
As through plains the body mind carried.

The little stream in steadiness flowed,
The humming birds from flower to flower flown,
The wood pecker in haste again and again pecked,
The tree held the hands of wind and swayed.

From the small pond mama frog hopped,
And under the dead willow wood hid,
The wild cat in disappointment looked,
As the Cardinal after sharpening his beaks whistled.

These sights and sounds always took mind in a journey,
A journey in which foot always ahead laid,
But ageless soul rejuvenates when relived,
The wonders I thought with the childhood days gone.

The rejuvenated soul through the wilderness wandered,
Wilderness of a world made wicked by men and women,
Ah’ what wonderful ways well paved lay empty,
As journeys traveled were to inside than material.

Time the healer of all stood by and laughed out loud,
As the paths went on an on interweaving with others,
Ah’ life all through time and space played,
A melancholic melody in the rhythm of a broken heart.

The feelings of affection a soul to bury again, tried,
But the mockery of life evolved into romantic clarity,
Oh’ dreams that wept and slept all around woke,
But abandoned them all and observed to write a new verse.

The verse that will tell the story of love in everything new,
And one by one stories based on past with the new girl wrote,
As back into loneliness fell to tell the stories loud and clear,
In soliloquy and abandoned like a tree leaves the leaves in fall.

But every story that left a mark in heart that ached,
And the paths took turns to reality and fantasy surprisingly,
Echoes from past, though brutally suppressed still rang devilish bells,
Ah’ every playful push by her gave birth to demons that hid my love,

Away from my heart to doubts and indiscipline and past acts of failure,
And again and again she pushed to stay out of sight making me an unbeliever,
Of love, romance and every good that comes from every act of care.
Oh’ prayers failed as passions eroded and the demons danced in ecstasy.

Winter fell ill as the armies of Spring defeated the frost and cold,
All the feelings she pushed away under the icy cold lake,
Started flowing as Spring erased all that blocked,
Mind found ways to kill every demonic thought and found a new prayer.

Oh’ those sights and sounds that echoed from the childhood days,
Joined hands with the singing Spring to erase every mark,
To rejuvenate heart into love when looked into the bright eyes of her,
One last time romance prepared the story of love that forever unites us.

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Tragedy Of A Middle Aged Bachelor

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The nightly stars one by one bowed away,
Far across the landscape darkness bound,
The spring mist with hollow dreams,
The wind in haste joined them in dance,
The lame morning somewhere in east yawned.

The old moon hid under the blanket of light,
Lazy birds from branch to branch of a flowerless tree hopped,
No songs, just screeches of nesting nightly bugs,
Bats with stomach full upside down lay and flapped their wings,
The blank journal page in light cold breeze turned.

The tired eyes in waiting for an unseen daydream drooped,
None seen as all ended like the journal page by breeze turned,
As everyday felt like yesterday,
And yesterday to tomorrow cloned.
Yet another spring morn between yesterday and tomorrow lost.

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A New View Of Beauty.

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When in the east spring sun woke
Towards the west I looked,
And more glory upon your face I saw,
Than the glory of the mist shrouded sun.

Into those eyes merged,
The rays from every corner of nature reflected,
And each ray from your eyes rebirth,
Showing the world a new line of poem,
A new view of beauty.

In your soul with trust my love I leave,
As in your soul my love will become,
A poem of beauty, a prayer of sanctity,
And an anthem that echo beyond eternity.

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My Darling

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From far, far away my mind thrives for you,
To see those eyes, to hear those words from you,
Beauty that all kinds of perfection defines,
And glow in every way in purity divine.

The essence of all happiness in this world,
Life of every hope in this world,
In the liveliness of those eyes resides,
And the pained in your beauty confides.

Oh’ so long I was thinking about you,
So long I was thinking about you,
I was thinking about you O My Darling.

The flame upon every heart that you spread,
When seen your eyes, in my mind happiness spreads,
And to my mind I say,
Calm down now, without a sway.

Candles, colors, balloons and creams,
None can hide your soul that streams,
Passions my mind, absorb and writes,
And for your arrival my mind waits,

Oh’ so long I was waiting for you,
So long I was waiting for you
I was waiting for you O My Darling.

In the gloom of life for lucky stars I searched,
No way any of them, my life fetched,
All blessings to my life came,
But unloved and uncared, shadow of truth life became.

Every way the unloved life stretched,
To find peace of mind I again searched,
From darkness to my life you came,
The true warrior angle you became,

Oh’ So long I was looking for you,
So long I was looking for you,
I was looking for you O My Darling.

So long I was thinking about you,
So long I was waiting for you,
So long I was looking for you, O My Darling.

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Prayers.

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Feelings known in a lifetime spent,
On just one moment filled with love,
Oh’ that moment only in dreams I spent,
As rusted mind rested over lazy migraines.

Gather me O evening Gather me,
From the wrath that scattered me,
Wrath morning and noon given,
The frozen chill peppers in ice cream cones given.

Through the jungle like a hungry wolf ran,
Thorns and stones pierced all over,
Still the hunger to be the love of those eyes,
Oh’ no pain, no hurdles ever mattered over that.

Only in love to you I approached,
Though blood from many veins this wolf drank,
Ah’ what benefit you may have if given,
A skeleton of love with no meat and blood.

For all that a myth I hunt,
Forgiveness a myth, as headless ghost wander,
With my bow and arrows that ghost I will hunt,
Arrows pierced dipped in blood and through air fired,
Air filled with verses of love chanted,
Changed in meditation of prayers,
Prayers meant only for you and your love.

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