Leslie Xavier Poems

Pseudo intellect that girl,
the one with her back to the wall.

The child laughed this day,
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Hours n days merged in gradient;
what week? A year went by!
Months eighteen of my nascent life,
silly me, how I spilt it here.
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The north-eastern star DJ,
flew in with the setting sun.
Enter seasonal night parties,
Kochi shimmers in the spray.
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Bring on the King's memoir,
an obsessive old song.
But gold every lyrical breath,
words for a special woman,
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Three lifetimes it seems, just years;
sunny day, a kid in town.
Steamed across many a miles;
an interview and the journey began.
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The halo on the north wall,
from white to harvest gold.
No more fears, I know I'm loved;
morning again, home, my home.
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A rushing creek, motorised hum;
as water drains to the bigger world.
Sweat and a sweet li'l toil,
dad begins, a son completes;
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Soft whispers between breaths;
the seven notes and the jingles.
Yes, I fell at the first feel;
you were right, I'm in love.
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There's lots that I could write,
verses and 'em lover tales.
Swimming in the Arabian swell,
with visions of that spring day,
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A crescent, well it's Eid;
fair canvas and a search,
for the face of a king in tears:
Lear of the English Isles.
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