Beside the pitch darkness, I look for you-
Frenetically, through all my pockets of memory
When my search leads me to dawn-you-
In the early teen of morning sun
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My dreams elude from rest-
In ungainly music from tender voice-
When you are asleep-upon dreamlands, my heart-
In lyrics of unheard ballads, singing in rejoice.
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Oh Muse! ! ! Oh Pious Soul! Hold thy Hand!
Shiver and is lost in the Galaxy of her eyes
And peace finds its abode, a feeling of weightlessness-
And like a floating spirit, in her smile, serene
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Far flung, golden was the sea-
Upon a secular and tormented soul
Under the heaven of flowing love
Whose eyes, were weaved -bowl
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The earth rages, out with fume world, splits,
Bowed to this slam the tells squirmed, in septic
Mood to ask, relentless stand through woods
I see, raided with heavy blow and aliens usurped
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Too little with my two pens-
Join the power to unusual eyes
Path swallowed in a watershed day
Call them with pathos and cry.
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From ravages of sigh she raised
Slow and steady into young bird,
Before playing -fields and splitting sounds-
-‘‘I heard strongly of my damped shade! ’’
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No more it holds love- simply,
Within a changing line of time,
It reaches down to earth and strongly-
Deep rooted gradually
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I let the years with night passing,
To grow, matured by eleventh hour spats,
And awfully, reckoned on beauty-
Like a waste investment of beats.
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O'breathless company of heart-
Stop not, exhausted no more-
In soundless noise of your art
When love is love to death
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