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I would like to gift you the print of my mind!

When you are much old and gray;
Trying to hold the fall, when full of sleep!
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I twisted a beautiful maple leaf into a cup;
And, collected those morning dews of life!

I conquered those dark & dense forests;
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It all seems such a long journey with an arduous quest;
I was egocentric, arrogant and that may cost me the best!

I'd been imprudently searching for love all my life;
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I had known some lasses in my life;
And, few were very close to my soul!

I did folly! Put my heart at stake many times;
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With you in my audience,
How could I refuse to perform?

If you would clap alone,
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It sometimes is a droll, atypical how life is;
It’s quaint to remember, words you did not say!

Oh! How I remember the times we did not share;
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I yearn for an expression of your love for me, but quiet are your lips.
Your lips blush readily with the essence of rubies.
They breathe life, they tremble and quiver,
Yet they are silent - with the words I want to hear.
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This is a funny tale of the masked self I cannot forget;
Friends were many, but loneliness seemed the target!

I always ignored the harrowing sorrows & rejections;
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I see you and my heart suffuses with love for you.
The sparkle of love overshadows the deceitful glitter of wealth;
Filling my hungering heart with treasures in every pore.
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Do not get slashed for love -
For that will always be afar!
Do not get crammed for nothing;
Better be spaced from love, thus! !
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Its’ misfortune that she languishes
She waits with wonder to be satisfied!

He was there with her –
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Even if I would get my strides hobbled;
I would pull you out from your barrenness!

Even if I would have had to lug you along;
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Imagine my friendship and just imagine MY HEART;
imagine me needing you, even though we may BE APART.

Imagine your voice and the ways you make me feel MY HEART,
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I had a mirror, the mirror of my memories
Memories that I breathed with and I relished.
I saw in the mirror, and I could just see;
The sun is shinning and the breeze swaying!
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Having written this poem in 2007, I felt the need to re-compose as per my experiences thereon..... Please also read poem# 968

I wandered the dry deserts, mere lonely now;
Resembling the burning sun, like a brilliant light but!
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I was rambling lonely, tiny as a speck on the fiery sand;
The smoldering heat was rising and taking all in its toll!

A little away, I could see impressions of my thoughts, and
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Darkness deepened within the room,
Spreading a comfort instead of gloom,
Her breathe could be heard,
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Today, I took the time off to peek into my abject soul;
And, poured my reeking sorrows into a goblet to drink!
How I discovered now, that I was being my own mole;
Not to mention that, I had just become my own shrink!
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I am a stranger on the riverbank, and
Like the river, water binds me to your name!
Nothing brings me back from that distance
To the oasis: neither war nor peace!
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I know some orchids in the valley of flowers.
I know some tropical flowers with the long names.
I know the birds that fly miles to migrate for comfort.
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Catastrophe KING Biography

This is the pen-name or alias for C.Roy)

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952: The Thoughtful Print

I would like to gift you the print of my mind!

When you are much old and gray;
Trying to hold the fall, when full of sleep!
Just nodding by the fire-side, take down this print,
And, hold it in your soft hands.
Slowly read through those lost memories, which –
Your eyes had not seen the shadows dark & deep!

How many loved those youthful moments of your joyous charm –
They admired your beauty & grace with love - false or true!

Now, do look into the dark shadows of this print and recollect –
But, was there one man who loved the pilgrim soul in you;
had he loved the sorrowful contours of your changing face?
Did he get void into the background - in the dark oblivion?

Just when you were beside those glowing charmers of youth!
Murmur, did he never? A little sadly, how love fled his life……
Did he run away from you, into the deserts far away?
Did he? And, did he hide his face amid the sands of time!

Today – please read in between those lines
Read in that print – that you have today, in your hand.

Glorious more, you never actually have been –
Precious more, you could never have been –
This piece of print is the journey of your shadows,

He is still admiring today, the pilgrim soul in you and not the glory gone……….
Today, I would like to gift you...... only that print of my mind!

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V F 04 December 2007

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