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The crystalline tear that slipped away
And words that didn’t help them pause.
Hands of the clock that sashay
When you want to hear the endless applause.
The stir of the lips-the whispered word
Overwhelmed with sensation previously unheard.
Brain and heart working in tandem
A vision is born glorified by anthem.
A certain wrong, and a certain right
The train chugs on, of this life.
The musings of yesterdays - burnt away
Turned into ashes of fancies for today.
Nostalgic moments I couldn’t save.
To snatch them back, I so crave.
But I’m glad that these moments were mine
For in my heart they’re engraved-
These moments I couldn’t save
Or maybe have savoured them too vividly
To even begin to forget!
(10 December 2006)
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