Alex David

I woke up this morning,
much to my amusement
the clouds were gone.
As if its never gonna come,
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Mother earth has provided us enough to smoke,
you throw the seeds and it grows like weeds.
This is the land of Mother Ganga,
What is there in smoking Ganja?
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Desire, is what they say
That needs to be killed,
For we have sorrow
That kills. Oh! It pains.
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Who can stop a bird from flying?
Who can stop a child from crying?
Who can stop a man from dying?
I would like to crush this pen,
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A start with thou grace,
showered by the sun.
An epic. The life's being described
of us and life that's yet to come.
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I know you have your worries
and I too have my sorrows,
so till the time we are together,
lets not, all these make us bother.
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With me it cries, my sweet innocence,
With me it burns, my self belief,
With me it fears, my bravery,
With me it shouts, my will that's free.
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Deep within, I feel it
It moves slow and silent.
All through my body, spread across,
Confined within my skin.
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The holes in the world it chews,
its roots within our grave.
Probes in the dark muck,
the beast is happy for the scared.
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In the cool breeze of the morning sky
I sit here, stranded and all alone
thinking and asking, where am I heading?
Is it, the rising east or declining west.
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Thou art, so beautiful,
and thou eyes, so pure.
Your charm, thats blissfull,
of this, I am sure.
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Seems like it was just yesterday, that we met
stealing moments of joy, that would never fade.
From life so busy, where time flies like a jet.
Battling our way, through all, all that we hate.
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Every moment seems so fresh, fresh as the morning dew
without ugly past nor the unknown, whats new.
Time seems to slow, occasions thats really few
space conquered, a dimension totally new.
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All alone, with the setting sun
I lose myself.
Thinking of those days
young and new.
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Perils, is there and will be
know not, why?
escape, we all search for.
For life is a struggle
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I look at the midnight sky, I ponder
looks blank, seems the stars have gone
the moon entraped, making her invisible
amidst the clouds, covering the sky.
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Hi pal, how are you?
you are looking beautiful
a cut above the rest.
What did you do?
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You look, so beautiful
and thou art,
with shades of rainbow.
A shower of eternal bliss.
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In this day there was an undertone of life,
without pause nor no end.
A star that looked closed enough,
to reach out and touch.
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A sight of that looks
against that flair of awareness,
thinking, if only?
Oh! Forget it.
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