One Saturday evening, down the window I was seeing,
Up came her call, down the bed was I about to fall.
My heart started ringing like a bell;
Picked up the phone and amused of what to tell.
Down came her offer, and she didn’t have a chauffer,
She wants to go out with me,
Clogging my mind were thoughts of [...]
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SANTA’S HAT
By: Cynthia DiSciullo and William Zigmont
Sunshine leaned back into her comfy overstuffed chair,
Felt the amber glow and warmth of the fireplace there
The magic of a youthful mind is so very scrumptious and delicious
A charming place things are really-real even if they are fictitious
Rambleton Acres felt a jolt of winter’s mighty breath [...]
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THE CHRISTMAS DRESS
By: Cynthia DiSciullo and William Zigmont
A Celebration of Delaware ~ Odessa’s Odessa Fire Hall
Oh my, oh me, how incredibly beautiful I will be
The belle of Christmas day, you must come and see
I couldn’t believe it when it came to the very final fitting
Normally no one notices me much, tucked away and sitting
But there [...]
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Time is a torrent and our desires wander immersed
In it, sinking and surging at times, helplessly.
Desires of an incapable and vulnerable life!
We believe the magnificent horizon is so
Nearby, at the reach of our hands.
When we approach it, it moves away farther
Into a distance beyond our reach.
We move near, it drifts away.
That is the horizon of [...]
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When dreams dry up…
How long can grief persist, in the human mind?
Only till the dreams dry up in this earth!
I reckon the darkness, and the murk,
I reckon the light and the radiance, as well.
But who can comprehend the shape of
A shadow which intervene in its midst,
And changes its character?
Why is my mind holding an umbrella [...]
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For once…
Could you for once, listen to my beckoning you?
I am sinuous like an empty sound,
With sobs, sighs and signs flowing towards you.
In the wilderness of anguish, I was wondering
And probing my mirage, of my passions.
The dreams I beheld has corroded
By the storm generated by, endless time.
Blossomed sweetness of frangipani, in the garden,
Has disappeared from [...]
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Do you reminisce the day when we first met in our life?
Do you remember who was the first one, who saw?
Can you keep in mind the day, we spoke first, ever?
And tell me who uttered the first word?
Tell me my beloved, tell me.
Do you remember that day obviously, and
Enjoy the ecstasy, that day gave you?
And [...]
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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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The blisters that don’t hurt
The burn that did.
To keep the chapped lips
That lie within.
To you I write
To miss and have your rite
Love’s Lust
The appeal of the apparent
To clench thy teeth is to be at will in a box
To be studying is to be researching the within.
Sometimes unworthy but always worth
The nails that grow long are [...]
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