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Once again, a place i've been before...
hard to breathe,
thoughts run past single file,
barely pausing to cause a tremor,
gasping for air... but forcing a smile...
Warmth one wishes for,
warmth one had... for a fleeting instance,
trickles now only as droplets of memory..
deep inside, they had touched you,
but that was once...
The good book and all that,
Holy verses and flowing beards,
all at this moment,
merely diktat
The cynics will always whine,
cowards will fleece you fine,
shallow beauty in vain will infinitely pine...
But from here,
under the water pristine,
with one last breath..
and a smile....
the sun will always shine.
hard to breathe,
thoughts run past single file,
barely pausing to cause a tremor,
gasping for air... but forcing a smile...
Warmth one wishes for,
warmth one had... for a fleeting instance,
trickles now only as droplets of memory..
deep inside, they had touched you,
but that was once...
The good book and all that,
Holy verses and flowing beards,
all at this moment,
merely diktat
The cynics will always whine,
cowards will fleece you fine,
shallow beauty in vain will infinitely pine...
But from here,
under the water pristine,
with one last breath..
and a smile....
the sun will always shine.
Rose in a vase of others
Resplendent beauty ablaze in red...
bathed in scent queens long for,
she looks to the sky for to befit her gaze ,
no others on earth yet tread...
the swinging and sashaying envy her,
disguised by exclamations,
kisses fly and adorations beguile,
praises non fail to confer...
little they realize,
the pain in her rise,
the thorns she must bear...
for the beauty that is her prize,
Alas, as they stare,
Her soul do they hold bare,
her fragile heart is drying,
she shrivels at last,
in death she bows ..
but never to her foes,
Indeed its worth
to live every moment trying...
Chasing the cats tail
I close my eyes if for a moments peace,
Rest they not, for happiness belies,
The heart weary, to laugh it does not choose,
Heavy and beset with sorrows , enough to burst a dyke.
Why is it that in a time for cheer,
All that comes to mind are nothing but tears?
Is it because he hides from the truth,
while it is like a wife betroth.
Alas, all the justifications fail to explain,
like a cat who can only run in circles,
while chasing his own tail.
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