Friendship is not a spoken matter
to carry words that soothe and hurt
leaving traces of bliss and pain.
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in seconds
generations disappeared
beneath time humanity lies hidden
work of the mighty seductress from the sea,
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A baby lay forgotten
In the womb of the dead mother;
Still breathing the last few breathes
The remaining of the mother’s last air.
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There is
behind every closed door
of every human conscience
silent whispers
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birthday
a day of remembrance
the penance undergone in love for love
by the light that shadows us
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Sweet smell of burnt bushes and baked earth
still lingers in the memory though bygone in history
am awakened from the slumber’s depth
to the musical memory from the past gone by;
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The night wind whisper thousand melodies
Consoling me the person concealed beneath
The piles of sorrow it carries away from me
soothing me in sweet murmurs, giving,
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Trudging along the time historic
my mind wanders in slumber suicidal
veiled in maya I became haywire
truth scarcely represent the world I see
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