Gracian Balendran

One Summer Evening,
I see my sweet girl,
playing under and old
apple tree,
...

I am lost for words and
Don’t know what to say
Everything seems so confusing
I am so confused, I don’t even
...

I have many secrets to tell
Oh where shall I begin?
What shall I tell?
Secrets! Secrets! Secrets!
...

I have many stories,
Many stories to tell
For my heartaches
And my head moans
...

Oh I feel that there is something
Something getting away from me
Where could it go, though I feel it right within me?
Yet I don’t see it,
...

A barren railway station
Rusted are the rails,
Which once carried the
Superior locomotives on earth.
...

With her eyes closed
She lay there on my lap
Everything in her world
Is calm
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