Images Of A Future Time.

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Deep in through those eyes I see,
A calmness of a storm,
In the eye of that storm resides,
A soul, Yeah, A soul thriving for a hope.

And that hope took a piece of time from future,
And drawn images for that time to enact,
Ah’ in those images all I saw were you and I,
And the smile of yours sprouting from a happy heart.

The hope for a future with love filled,
But life the gambler thrown the dices,
Love, the game, played on and on
And we the lovers never got the dices right.

Two souls wants to join hands in real,
But the world so wild and weird for them both,
One bound to demons of past and loneliness,
The other can’t figure the feeling of love in busy times.

And to the setting sun through feelings of soul I said,
“Go Set Sun… Restless wander beyond eyesight,
Taking light and warmth to another set of eyes..
Bring us the warmth and light unknown,
Bring us peace and love unknown…”
And the sun, set in the west away from my eyes.

I wonder what to the setting sun she said,
But squeaking birds indeed felt the happy rays of sun,
As I woke to a day dream that gave me a happy face,
Ah’ in every bit of life I sought and in every second seek,
The solace that weaves another yard of hope,
Hope that my soul is felt well by my darling girl,
Hope with the images drawn for time,

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The Flutter In Her Heart.

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Oh’ my trembling hands can’t write,
Anymore about life,
And at a pause life remains,
In a moment of feeling, perplexed.

My pen for the memories I leave,
O I have none at all worthwhile,
All wonderful magic of life’s mirages.

Life is just like the weather,
Confused between winter and spring,
As the calendar says,
Or is it really the other way around?
Just darkness inside my mind fills,
When brightness and warmth fills outside.
And leaves unloved heart like a black hole,
Where every other feeling dissolves and disappear,
Into a feeling once I wished with me you shared.

When life takes a retrograde,
Oh’ thoughts too through a prism of negative perceives,
Though meant to you, those thoughts in soliloquy spoke,
“Glad you must be for not sharing,
The misfortunes of an unfortunate lover,
Never drain that brain in thoughts of this lover,
Oh after all love indeed is just another emotion.”

Such where the thoughts of a lost lover,
So much was the passion kept inside for her,
Oh’ everywhere when turned to move ahead,
“Dead End” written literally and most of the time virtually,
Only one way the way that passed.

Then a thought came to mind,
Should I walk backwards through every steps I made,
Or turn around and through the same paths walk,
But in a new way away from those footsteps,
Never properly made, mostly fell by my own stupidity?
Then conscience protested “Loving her is no stupidity,
She is worth loving in any era and lucky you are,
For the brief time she spent reading you”.

What she gathered and what she accepted a mystery,
As conscience swirled around inside like a caged bird,
Ah’ collages of a future life filled with love all blurry seen,
Like mirages that changed with every move I made.

As the touch of love caressed every bit of air that touched,
And the feeling of love itself took another step, knowing,
There are no more definitions of love this man can make,
As she in her completes the romantic feeling felt,
Felt in the teen days when fear, excitement and love all blended,
Again and again through youthful days and the adulthood crisis,
Now sprouting slowly but steadily to absolute perfection…
Ah’ the flutter in her heart from far Oh’ so wonderfully felt.

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The Defined Sense.

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Life, Ah’ life, it started with a mind with emptiness filled,
Humble steps and harmless falls took mind ahead.
Cried,  when nothing more known or pain of fall felt,
Smiled, when before an unknown for attention stood.

Defined, one’s own destiny with actions filled,
Refined, those actions when in failures backfired.
Misunderstood whispers, Oh’ redefined theology,
Sacred texts, Ah’ misunderstood philosophy.

Unanswered questions, mind in twists and turns feared,
Unconquered mind, Ah’ a lonely man’s missed fate,
Awkward silence of an unloved lover,
Torture that shows no bodily harm.

Valued by paper money, accepted by mocking talents,
Adored by time torn beauty, vision by illusions blinded.
A love filled reality by the mocking world destroyed,
When light from soul taken away by dramatic rejections.

How well should I shout to tell O darling how loud I should shout?
And tell you how much I love you,
Unreal it may sound, Unreal in every eyes that defines you,
Oh’ in real, five senses without you, a melting furnace.

I know you don’t define me, I know you don’t love me,
But without you undefined my life all around scatter,
Without your love senses their feelings lost,
As all merged into a sense and defined, you can never love me at all.

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Turbulent Beginnings

 

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The Sights and sounds are feuding when at your beauty I look,
Love holding the hands of wind and around us fly,
Birds through the winds glide,
And in your eyes I see,

The origin of all ups and downs of this moment.
Oh’ the turbulent gone by days,
Like thick dark clouds on a summer day hide,
To come and strike us with thunderbolts in the dark of night,
Turbulent those days always are,

In the beginning of every relationships,
Though the inevitable turbulence shook,
Us beyond every imagination of us,
Ah’ the doubtful thoughts,
The sarcastic remarks with vengeance,
The eagerness to know the unknown of each other,
Then at the end of the day when known,

About the love of each other,
Tear filled apologies and embraces that made us one.
Oh’ all the pain heart went through,
All the sleepless nights,
The shed tears and the tears held,
The wonderful words spoken and the sharp sarcasms said,
When holding you in my arms I realize,
I can go through it all a million times again and again,
As the prize for all the effort worth,
Millions of lifetimes enslaved in love for you.

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The Material Angel.

 

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Sing, Sing O birds Sing,
As through the breeze you all glide,
Sing the tunes she whistled.

Dance O flowers dance,
And will you keep the petals open a little more,
As in prettiness of you all reflect,
The charms of a beauty, who whispered,
Into the wind the love of her mind,
And the wind all over me flew,
Dropping pollen the wind stole,
Kissing you all after hearing her words of love.

Smile, Smile O soul smile,
As the whole nature waits,
The happiness of yours as for too you spent,
In the meditation all call love,
Whispering prayers for lovers,
Who all won, lost and perished,
Though none to look for, for a word of care,
Oh you in waiting for love and care,
Feeling the spiritual love of God in every breathe.

“Where are the angels gone?”
No need to yell to the world O my soul,
In their own world they all are,
With no time to see sincerity,
Or they all live the paradise of ignorance,
And to you my soul, the material me is your angel,
And to the material me you O soul,
A God given beauty, none cared to see.

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The Invisible Dream.

 

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The whispers of the wind, to listen I tried,
The falling of the leaves, to listen I tried,
From depths of mind a wish to be heard pried,
As silence all around me, loomed.

The face of a naughty girl time took,
And from the days light she stole,
And from the nights stars she stole,
But in chaos of fate lucky stars of mine she lost.

Oh’ lightless in days, starless at night,
Far sight of mind darkness held,
Even in minds ears Oh’ only an echo heard,
Somewhere far echo of a dream still floated.

Love whispered, passions awaken,
Lover with flickers of light came,
But to kindle candle that will show dreams, failed,
Oh’ only pathos of a dream lost, heard.

O dear, your face fills in my every waking moment,
But your eyes to any reality you closed,
And your voice among screams of material life unheard,
Dreams about holding each other in arms, invisible remained.

Though unreal it all seems and sounds,
The reality never seen light from both of our love,
Speak the truth, dance through the paths,
Break loose from heart those invisible dreams.

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The Serpents Of Time.

 

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Far beyond skies, far beyond stars,
Consuming all, Conquering all,
Crawling through every bit of space,
The serpents of time defeats all.

But beyond the grasp of time live,
Feelings of humans that sprouts,
And in those feelings outlives time,
Images of a beautiful face.

Oh’ the history of time will speak,
Volumes about the events,
Events that brought two hearts together,
Conquering, consuming, each other.

All those who spit venom of hatred at us,
Oh’ in the honey of the flower of love,
All venom of hatred will dissolve,
And mists of doubts about our love will clear.

And every serpent of time will spit,
The feeling of love we together made,
And forever will live the legends of our love,
As time crawls through time itself.

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One Soul.

 

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Bright light in my heart filled,
When pleasant thoughts in meditations found,
And with a cheerful smile,
To you I come.

The glory of mind in my search filled,
The glow of life in my senses filled,
And with that glow in my soul,
To you I come.

The veil of the morning lifted,
When your face I saw,
And the brightness I gathered,
In every meaning fulfilled,
When to you I come.

The noon time sun bowed,
When in your thoughts at sky I looked,
And the glory of you in every sense filled,
When to you I come.

New meanings of gladness I found,
When upon your eyes I looked,
That precious soul to mine every time spoke,
When to you I come.

Gladness in every way you define,
But to my eyes you look,
And seek the completeness of your joy,
When to you I come.

In the glory of love to each other dissolve,
The material passions in each other we kept,
But forever exists only one soul,
As our souls merged as one in romance and love.

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A Lovely Girl.

 

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Seen a dance that made mind in rhythms wake,
The dance of your eyes when my verse you heard
Ah’ through those eyes the glitter of your soul I saw,
And the shine from your eyes you gave,
To all the loveless souls out there in wilder world.

Triumph of beauty all over you celebrates,
The blessing you are to all who see,
You in real, virtual and in imaginations when,
Dreams in happiness of minds are seen.

Your beauty is well balanced felt,
Through every senses of humans known,
And from your charm and smartness gained,
Senses to mankind unknown,
From where feelings of respect and care,
Are born every moment time known.

Oh’ hopeless thoughts will never touch a soul,
Any soul in your eyes if they looked,
A God given blessing of this part of time,
Knitting dreams to every soul in kindness given.

To the onlooker and the reader of this set of verse,
Ever felt the warmth of sun when an Ice storm passed?
Ever felt the mist surrounding in a spring morning?
Every felt the touch of a flower just bloomed?
She is all that feeling in one.

Her smile all through spring and summer will spread,
Then in the fall in the change of colors will be seen,
And in winter upon the white blanket will roll,
Oh’ she is my darling ‘Lil Boss’ time will not forget,
As forever in my soul embedded she will remain.

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Gone By Days.

 

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The golden feathers of a bird in the spring sunshine glittered,
Oh’ upon her soft feathers wind glided,
Alone she rested and in thoughts maybe,
About the flight when summer warmth in air dance,
And in the cold morning of the fall fly,
Through the falling leaves low,
The ones once were green and large and gave,
Shelter and cover from mother nature’s wrath.
Then about the migration paths to find,
Leaving the howling winds and the piercing frost,
When to the southern thin and warm air fly,
But nothing down south can comfort,
Like the big green leaf’s touch,
When the piercing sun rays of the late summer noon binds,
When rain down comes and upon the leaf and splash,
And under it when with soaked feathers sit,
With nudging little ones for cover squeaking,
Yet another season unfolding,
Yet another set of events to come,
So much dynamism,
So much fascination,
Yet, results of events and actions,
Same as gone by days.

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