aryaindia india Poems

I see the rain and the clouds
Their lightness in frilly play
Their touch bringing tears
Their feel in brighter light
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soulful endearments


Can I touch just where you hurt?
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Darkness bends through the light of its path
Rounded corners grace the royal symphony
Sound dispels the streaks of eerie silence
As mirth revels pompously in the lonely heart
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to the deprived


Was it the love that never was?
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to the return of ancient values
Like time that is a Wheel
A circle, returning to the same point
Old Age values shift to newer ones
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drops that find happiness in some hearts and sadness in others


Streaks of lightning herald the rain
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to knowing human hearts


I dig deep into others' thoughts
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to inept conclusions
Bountiful in the glorius path of understanding
You bring shine into this very softness tender
Of feelings that rebound in truest hue unseen
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to all that comes of sensitivity


In times that have so passed
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to you that is in me and me that is in you, in the moon and the sun


You never see what I do
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