Rosmin Elsa Mohan Poems

The sun so desirable with you beside
Rainbows outcast and to gently ride
Upon the golden hue that does bathe in you
Even that grass to gleam in your mirrors of dew.
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Drowned in the darkness
I searched for his face
In this dark dungeon, void of grace
In him, to find solace.
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Is it the shiver that runs down your spine?
Or the numbness that makes you whine,
Is it the antonym to the sweat of time?
Or the pain that reflects a bloody crime?
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They swarm, they swim, they nestle and play
They laugh, they giggle and merrily sway
Filled with life; do they fill with life
the vast expanse of an ocean bay?
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Will birds hum again of songs unheard
the gentle spring and the morning dew?
Will memories unwind and time return
to the milestone of a Rendezvous?
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I looked into the dark
And wished for a light, a spark
I looked in the mirror in search for you
To see the lost me in you
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At times the night
Seems dazzling bright
Stands so tall
But yet to fall
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A flash in the night
Gave me wings
And took me to the land
Void of strings
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I often wondered why I cried
Rusted love or a weary life?
Did I lie to cry or cry to lie
Cross my heart and hope to die?
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Selfless acts are like drops.
They create ripples,
Ripples of love.
Ripples of sacrifice.
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