Somewhere in the deep of her heart
A spark ignites warming and lighting her face
And I behold in awe the most beautiful smile
A smile that pushes all emotions off its way
And that warmth catches on me
I forget all else and on her I'm transfixed
She conjures up a smile in me
I am under her spell it seems
Her warmth, comforting warmth beckon me
My guard is broken, all laws I know crumble
My mind becomes ungovernable
My heart is set, My mind obey only one will
To be near her forever
To hold her hand in mine
Never to close my eyes ever
As I admire my beautiful mortal angel
That alone, nothing more, is i want
Its all I can ever want
If I will labour to have her for keeps
Then, undoubtedly, I foresee my labour being so sweet
Sep 15, 2011
Sep 14, 2011
My crown of many lights
The suns pate sinks deeper over the horizon
A flowing flood of darkness chases the fleeing light
Light like a coward retreats without a fight
All its energies spent its brightness fast fades out
Night which can utter no word announces itself to millions
Spreading itself and covering everything under its dark veil
No wick nor floodlights, nothing will keep darkness away
It must rule the night before morning comes and it’s dethroned
Pity and shame for the sinking sun turns the moon red with anger
And it steps out to help its bigger and brighter brother illumine the earth
The stars too refuse to endure watching its kin put to shame
Out one by one, the little of the family to the biggest they all shine
Darkness is thwarted in its attempt to entirely rule the earth
Man, whose walk would have been halted by the flood of darkness
Stands, stops, and turn his face upwards with a grateful smile
His words are soft and heartfelt, a cross between poetry and prayer
His emotions a sighing, a relief, a jubilance…
A new awareness, a restoration of something which was fast breaking,a mending
Hope and joy propels his mind, sky by night becomes his fast library
And he reads captivated by newfound wisdom, almost a new religion
Wisdom is above, God is above, light too mustn’t be hid but put above
The veil of darkness is shredded by the piercing rays of light, rays of hope
It will exist, but not triumph, the sky is mans crown, the sun, moon and stars
And though the crown be so high we forget, it’s still on our heads lighting our path
A flowing flood of darkness chases the fleeing light
Light like a coward retreats without a fight
All its energies spent its brightness fast fades out
Night which can utter no word announces itself to millions
Spreading itself and covering everything under its dark veil
No wick nor floodlights, nothing will keep darkness away
It must rule the night before morning comes and it’s dethroned
Pity and shame for the sinking sun turns the moon red with anger
And it steps out to help its bigger and brighter brother illumine the earth
The stars too refuse to endure watching its kin put to shame
Out one by one, the little of the family to the biggest they all shine
Darkness is thwarted in its attempt to entirely rule the earth
Man, whose walk would have been halted by the flood of darkness
Stands, stops, and turn his face upwards with a grateful smile
His words are soft and heartfelt, a cross between poetry and prayer
His emotions a sighing, a relief, a jubilance…
A new awareness, a restoration of something which was fast breaking,a mending
Hope and joy propels his mind, sky by night becomes his fast library
And he reads captivated by newfound wisdom, almost a new religion
Wisdom is above, God is above, light too mustn’t be hid but put above
The veil of darkness is shredded by the piercing rays of light, rays of hope
It will exist, but not triumph, the sky is mans crown, the sun, moon and stars
And though the crown be so high we forget, it’s still on our heads lighting our path
Sep 7, 2011
Of thoughts of future and now
Are we the future
Or when does the future begin?
Where, who could be sure
Is the line dividing?
If its not of today dependent
And its its free of history's influence
Then my thought of tomorrow
Are the most perishable
Dying on the ground they're planted
Denied a chance to grow
If its so, and my hope is it isn't
Then the present is more valuable than gold
Now that I can feel my pulse
Now that I can talk with you
Now I"ll truly live my life
Whether in the future I'll belong or not.
Or when does the future begin?
Where, who could be sure
Is the line dividing?
If its not of today dependent
And its its free of history's influence
Then my thought of tomorrow
Are the most perishable
Dying on the ground they're planted
Denied a chance to grow
If its so, and my hope is it isn't
Then the present is more valuable than gold
Now that I can feel my pulse
Now that I can talk with you
Now I"ll truly live my life
Whether in the future I'll belong or not.
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