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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The Undeniable Love.

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Follow me not through the wild paths even in thoughts,
To Forget me you will try when happiness in your heart fills,
The drowned dreams through life’s events have spoken,
The language in childhood you learned but have forgotten.

I dreamed not about the ill of you nor what you love,
I dreamed in the right of you that made me feel loved,
Deeper and deeper into soul I searched and I learned,
All sadness lost meanings when about loving you I thought

Show me not another dream that in sadness may,
Follow fabricated fascinations to make a man glad,
Shower upon me not, any gladness O’, universe,
Without her sharing my heart in love with my love.

Watch will I the falling flurries burying the leave of fall,
They all will rot away but the dreams they all with me saw,
Oh’, nothing can bury or drown them into nature’s wilderness,
For in them lives the love of yours, love you and I cannot deny.

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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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