Lost here alone, rose in hand,
powerless await; fairy and a wand.
Like a cherub smile, in same breath cry,
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Paper neatly folded by his coat
I by the hording with my tote
Subway met every Monday morn
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on the track of morning bird
yolk on shoulder whistled on
untilled his field, he'd left a third
by dusk t'wd be over and done
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wearing silky serrated green
or glow smooth hugging sheen
Lovingly pick with much care
From the colorful village fair
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Way too soon YOU needed this lovely rose.
Way too quick went this script of a prose.
So many things were left unspoken.
So much pain and hearts so broken.
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(zulm alel maidaan tahrir)
Do they think we have died?
And don't know who has lied?
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(Warning: unsuitable for those not interested in long winding Homeric themes. But a warm welcome to those that know her well… :) …besides its valentine time… ;) …)
It was so much by design!
The sea azure the day so fine.
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(to far off isles … to bob on shores… sealed with a kiss)
Hey!
An angel whispered me.
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Clouds float as billowing clumps,
seeding life deep in earth.
Wandering across the lazy humps,
goat and gazelle shading birth.
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Silent the night set free by light
as glowing day shreds the gloom
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