I used to believe in miracles ,
Used to think that I had a guardian standing tall ,
With auburn tresses falling delicately covering his untainted cerulean eyes ,
His hoary white wings would glisten in the velvety moonlight ,
His arms would form a hindrance to protect me from the malovelent ,
I would overcome all trepidations and walk [...]
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Some one is trying to play, the mandolin of the mind;
When the deft fingers touch the strings of the heart,
A tone suppressed in tears, emanate from its haggard look.
And the staggering mind is retreating…Forsaken dusk!
Even the waxy moonlight appears to you as the burning summer.
And, spectacular vistas of spring, as sad rainy days.
The woeful heart, [...]
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Wistful memoir…
Like an enchanting gift,
The changing season has endowed;
Like the blossoming of a thrill,
Enriched by a sweet embrace;
You unfolded as a poem on the alluring
Tender branches of my first love, when we both
Started, dreaming of the mysteries of love..
I sought you, my first love, forgetting everything
Around me, fluttering like a wild butterfly,
All over places [...]
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Silver moons .
Mirrors a flatware spoon for gravity.
Handful of gold luster to the heart.
Form occurs facilely to rich flavor.
Time’s silvered hair photographed
coins and empty pockets of stain.
Behold the willow’s corrosion brightness
to the heart crying leafless browns.
Pertaining to gold, icons of rose
floors amber light of stars.
Pigment glass.
Mind’s of sanity.
Informal dress code of decay.
Offensive verbal wing’s of [...]
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Spectacle……Of Man
jasmine hermit moon
crescent shadows blaze in play
come now ripe heavy full
autumn bares no seed of man
flawed fruit withers on the vine
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Among the fields of faded dreams
When day is done, or so it seems,
I stand beside the padlocked gate
And watch the evening as I wait,
While breezes call from shadows deep
As willows hang their heads and weep,
The dreams of evening speak to me
About the things they want to be.
New born beginnings, new romance,
Scattered windblown flowers dance,
Promises on [...]
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Love is like a single rose,
Both beautiful and sweet.
Love is like the sun and moon,
Both hot and cold.
Love is between two people,
Love is love, it’s just up to you.
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passions, love
This night, these melodies, these festivities,
My angel!, will vanish into thin air..
The dreams we fondle today, will yield to harsh realities.
The mirth we hold on our lips, will fade to whimpers.
It is perfect while it lasts, ecstatic, sweet, and passionate.
Every moment a celebration!
Every night an odyssey, through the shores of
Lascivious pleasures and passions.
Every morning, [...]
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Deep in the thick of an woodland grove,
A man stands next to a pot-bellied stove,
A grizzled old man hiding out in this cove,
The moonshine is flowing again.
He heats the mash and squeezes the corn,
Distilling the liquid from evening ‘til morn’,
Just like his father, before he was born,
The moonshine is flowing again.
“I’ll take this booze and [...]
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That evening, when I bid farewell to you,
I could discern the love ablaze in your eyes;
Crying with its mute twinge of the soul, flowing out
As tear drops through the corners of your eyes.
However you tried in vain, to contain those tears,
The stream of intense passion came out
As a cascade of nectar, breaking its waves
Flailing in [...]
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