Clad in white, He approached with mike in hands,
with confidence of charming a bunch of toothless snakes,
His chest heaved as his tongue lashed at the crowds,
We swayed like blades of grass on prairie fields,
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All of us exist in traffic,
Some walk, some in cars,
others in buses.
Dreaming destinations,
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I can feel there is a poem around her,
Only if she could stop her singing,
The flying words would show themselves.
And those notes would stop their stinging.
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Keats Lines... to help remember Keats favourite lines.
Come hither love, wrote Keats
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Ain't there nothing in the past,
Ain't there nothing in the future,
It's all here in the present.
Why go back and forth
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Happy birthday dear butterfly,
Came from up above
the sky so high.
Sat on a flower,
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Thoughts of you, hit me furiously,
Maybe forever, one after another,
If such blows were on my body,
It's blood would have changed colour.
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Splashed across the dawn's canvas,
Were many shades of red and blue.
The painters flew in without a pause,
Every bird painted its due.
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From a frail pen flows this trickle of thoughts,
Not to be heard but seen,
But what can be seen of change,
For we ourselves are the ones who change,
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