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Away Run To Try Can You
Play And Come In To Try Can You
Go Me Let To Try Can You
All At You Help It Won’t But
Fall You When There Be Will I
This From Away Far, Away Far You Take To Try To…
Hand The By You Take Me Let
See You Make To Try Like And
Know To Is Really There What
Free For Stay Can Things What And
Me With Along Come You Will
Long Too Stay Not Will I For
Dance And Drink And Eat Can We

Song A Sing Even I’ll And
Road A Is There Life To
Comes It As Take Can You
Path The From Stray May You
Seek You What Is Truth If But
Despair Into Cry Might You
Fair Never Was Life But
Place This To Me Brings What It’s
Waste To Mine And Domain My
Help To Try Even Can You
Forget, Purge And Heal To Try
Use No Is Really There But
Abuse Mine's Of Trait Great A
Lose To Left Nothing Have You
Try To But…..

i love you like the stars love the night sky,
like the moon loves to glow,
like the sun loves to shine bright,
like the wind loves to blow,
like winter loves to make it snow, like a heart loves to beat,
for mine will never stop because u hold the key
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why are u depressed...??
why are u depressed because your parents left you or hurt you?
life waits for none!
why are u depressed because your girl friend left you?
life waits for none!
why are u depressed because you failed?
life waits for none!
Life is a journey.......!
were we learn, learn to earn.
were we not only discover but we create ourself.
Life is a journey...!
the journey of unexpected surprises.
Its shows many surprises sometimes comedy, sometimes tragedy.
Sometimes its show us how to live happy,
Sometimes it teaches us sadness is a part of same coin of happines.
Sometimes it take such a turn that makes us depressed,
Sometimes it turn to a road of joy.
Sometimes it halts at road side resturant,
Sometimes it flow as smooth as wind.
And at the end it left us to our destination- -death! ...

A Brisk Walk

Midnight on a winding street
air still as the grave
no danger lurking
no signs of wake

You swagger on
curving gingerly to the left
then suddenly—
a hand is in your hand
hot breath against your cheek
a whisper in your ear:

“My love, my light
come lie with me.
We will meet at great heights
where I will set you free,
from the hands that bind
and a mind of remiss,
so you won't but mind
as you float down the abyss.”

With no note of dissent
no sigh, no frown, nor shake
you are whisked away,
taking steady steps, with deep breaths
to the hole where you shall lay.

When finally you do arrive
you're beckoned to lie down
you stumble in, burrowing
careful not to make a sound.

Morning comes, but not the sun,
Eyes search, but nothing found.
Hands grasp at dirt, nails rake on stone
at this new burial ground.

Now screaming will do no good
nor fight, nor will, nor pain
you are here and here for good
because doth wed the night
and the night doth betrayed.

“Away now morning light,
Farewell bitter day!
Soon we will reunite,
perhaps from inner fray.
So beat your drums
and live in spite
measure all your sums
and we'll forget this little slight
until tomorrow comes.”

So lie down,
calm and secure
make most of this fine bed
that you've dug yourself out of
time and time again.

If I Had Ten More Minutes

If I had ten more minutes
And my voice was not faint
Nor my face so devoid
Or my mind so blank
I would profess—

But I'm afraid of words
Which might betray lips,
For what is kept
is of my eyes,
that impulsive organ,
I've attempted to stray:
hooded, hazed.

Construing a montage
ever playing:
concerns, worries
fears, and doubts,
Come to life
in bursting light
whilst straining in the dark.

And if such creations
could speak—
or better
could be heard—
through the mist of passion
And masks of pride,

I would profess
All in my heart;
Every quaint murmur
Forsaken night and night.

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Rainydaze

I love to watch the rain, fall in big fat shiny drops,
I love to know its helping grow, every farmer's crops;

I love to hear it thunder, and roar loudly as it pours,
I love to feel it wet my face, my cheeks, my eyes, my nose!

I love to sit on window sills, and sip hot chocolate milk,
and watch the rain wash shiny leaves, like velvet watered silk;

I love brown muddy puddles, I jump and they go 'splash! ',
And every night I love it, when the lightning starts to flash;

I love the smell of fresh washed earth, I love the cool crisp breeze,
When it rains, it's Heaven on earth, as God waters all His trees...

India is a patch-work, of every single hue,
Vibrant reds and ochres, and pensive shades of blue;

Skeins of gold light up the sky, when the sun wakes up each morn,
The heavens weave a tapestry, of a glittering brand new dawn;

Gilded pink and shimmering peach, the clouds weave in their lace,
India is spun golden, in the sun's new morning rays;

At noon the sun is up and bright, the ocean is sun kist;
Villages and towns bask in, a gilt-edged white hot mist;

Paddy fields and valleys, reflect the golden green,
While ribbons of grey roads, mere wisps of silvery sheen;

As twilight spins her burnished spool, on the fabric whirling high,
A dusky lilac, wine red sky, breathes out a drawn out sigh;

As night enfolds my country, with her quilt of deep, dark blue,
The Master weaver gently smiles, from vantage His point of view.

I AM A

I am a wolf
lost in darkness
I walk alone
searching for the light

I am a student
with many questions
I must strengthen my mind
to find the anwers

I am a brick wall
taking life as it hits me
I am solid and strong
nothing can break me

I am a thread
in the blanket of life
holding tight and strong
until I snap in two

I am a tree
standing tall and proud
blowing in the wind
never changing what I am

Evil Authority

Authority, these days
Got screwed up
In the heat
Of the haze
With respect
Plumeting
Ever smothering
To inject
Starting with neglect
They aim to redirect
Criminals of this short subject
America
To freedom
When they deserve
A sentence
Maybe, with
Repentance
School teachers
Who are sympatheticly
Derived
Always strived to like
Favorites
Even though
Our Constitutuion glows,
'All men created equal'
But not co-equal
Today
Because when,
That's a fact,
When things
Became untacked
And the government in
A scandelous pact
We do nothing
Because we're
Ruled by an authority
An evil one

Calling
My breath catches when you hold your hair up
As your neck comes alive and invites me to live.
Lips find the softest of skin as I feel you rise
And I hear you sigh…

Together as one
In that moment there is only us
In mind, in body and in soul…..
Timeless love passes through our hands.

I use your heartbeat as a guide
My fingers follow it’s path.
I hear you calling……
I hear you calling…..