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Close your eyes
And smell the air,
Feel the light
Throb in your hair,
Give a smile
To breezy songs of rain,
Come and dance,
Life is there!
French Tries
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Jonathan ROBIN (5/24/2008 3:40:00 AM)
Come dance with me and find release,
team into dreams, with wild wolves run,
no nightmares stalk where heart finds peace.
A stellar future crowned with fun
we'll harvest, reap a rich increase,
together glean gold story spun
from morn to night while worries cease,
as one and one at last make one.
Come dance, we’ll circumnavigate
the seven seas as zephyr’s breeze
anticipates and may translate
past cares to luck which soul strings frees.
Harp, Terpsichore shall play as Fate
unwinds past phantom_mime banshees,
life’s letter stamps ‘reciprocate’
creating fresh realities.
Come dance, Earth's ballroom's doors await
wide open for the tidal wave
anxiety will inundate -
not suffocate, but cleanse and lave,
replacing craving, worry's weight
with peace, serenity, yet save
joys which to joys accumulate
best zest before, nor lord, nor slave.
Come dance, unlearn life’s kernel woe
owe only to your inner voice
as chivalry and honour flow -
no need to justify heart’s choice.
Slow motion – Time stock still – shall throw
away wait’s weights as two rejoice
in unexpected overthrow
of anchors as trim sails are hoist.
Come dance, advance, no strings attached –
except of harp or violin -
devotion, eloquence unmatched,
shall shed all lies of ties that sin.
Thus inner doors may be unlatched,
contradictions’ caves cave in
Embrace new wave which saves unscratched
soul saved from hibernation’s bin.
Come dance, step clear, endearing smile
will echo caring, sharing, joy,
while dream’s theme reel will reconcile
to trust in real, no wiles employ.
Tiara crowned Princess no guile
may meet who, sweet, greets verse employ
as an expression timed to dial
away Time’s hands all else destroy.
Come dance with me, no judgment blind
will claim, will blame, will shame, reject, -
all icicles soon left behind
Spring’s robin sings you’re soul elect.
From past to future less unkind
we’ll haven find, fly, fly direct
where all but lines are underlined,
discarding conduct circumspect.
Come dance, together we’ll unlearn
the past’s mistakes, chart journey fair
to promised land, hand, hand, will turn
with light and laughter everywhere.
The seasons slip, trip sans return,
yet bird’s song echoes, in your hair
may make its nest, chirp soft, not spurn,
and answer questions pondered where
'Come dance! ' none sung with accents sweeter
from years when young were Dead Sea scrolls
until Time's end, none know completer
bliss than this hour. Fair Miss, our roles
may be enacted by repeater
performances which lovers' souls
seek to incarnate, perfect meter
unrolls spontaneous, consoles.
Come dance with me, I’ll hold you tight,
in tenderness which knows no bounds,
restoring hidden wings for flight
tears soon shall cease, – for fears no grounds.
Here magic, comfort, and respite,
there melody received resounds,
acceptance and contentment quite
unmeasured pleasure ache impounds.
Come dance with me, and we will learn
what makes lips tingle, goose-bumps rise,
what makes spine shiver, plush blush burn, -
each day shall herald joy's surprise.
Eyes Isis envies will discern
from blue to you each spark that flies,
as touch, from glitter fairy’s fern
may guide, not steer, still share concern.
Come dance, my dear, I’ll always keep,
my word - a promise from my heart -
integrity runs very deep,
each part of each need never part.
Thus whether way is slope or steep
until Earth’s end – which sings fresh start –
alert I’d watch awake, asleep,
protecting dreams from sudden start.
Come dance, from trap or golden cage,
forever free to spread your wings
in harmony which knows nor rage,
nor stings nor slaps, - where spirit sings
in ecstasy as, turning page,
we’ll Autumn sage and Summer’s swings
unite as, taking center stage,
Spring warmth from Winter’s tumult springs.
Come dance, your silent grace shall show
how one above, below, unique
shines out, from shadows free, whose glow
pre-empts necessity to speak.
From yesterdays the future’s flow
shall still remember tender cheek,
yet turn towards joy’s overflow,
life liberate from sadness, pique.
Come dance to tune which wounded heart
returns to health and inspiration
we’ll reel, we’ll heal, real hopes may chart
beyond old altar’s altercation.
Past struggles’ tide and tears depart
as sun and moon anticipation
eliminate invasive dart,
while welcoming emancipation.
Come dance with me, we’ll share the key
that opens inspiration’s portal
uncover wellspring’s latency -
spirit infinite, immortal, -
find answers to eternity
withheld from passing shadow mortal
as soul’s connection as one we
establish, spurn deceptions’ maw well.
Come dance with me, I’ve said before, _
who sixty thousand lines could add, -
and here repeat for one time more
ambition plain: to turn sad glad.
If this sweet song your pleasure move
this greeting was inscribed Above,
all let and hindrance swift remove –
come live with me and be my love … |
Sadiqullah Khan (5/6/2008 1:46:00 AM)
sweet, , ................... |
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