welkin siskin

Be the deep of sorrows your delight
Forever to dwell with smiles;
However dark the evening is,
Be your life the light
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Love maybe felt sour
That it might cause bitterness
It's nevertheless a spring -garden flower
With sweet and everlasting tenderness.
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Where is a quantum spot with no embrowning
Lain around the cosmos periphery seen;
Where is the world that's shunning
Those flaws remained precarious and muddling as din?
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No tears or pigmented fluid
Can erase the scars of soul.
No simple words can do the undone
Stuff, if love should rise and illuminate the heart.
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Ever to let us fall to cross all the walls
The fate of time tread on us,
Never to let us cross the lines
Of life, the time goes on and on thus.
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Who, doing love, are still crushed
Are the faint-hearted jealousy-filled hearts;
Who, doing love, are jealousy filled
Are the ones with forlorn hopes.
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For the world bereft of light she is Gaia
For the world narrowed by world affairs she is Rhea,
For those in need she is Venus
Who with sac ride has created us;
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In the vault of heaven;
Above the perihelion,
If no Sun shall melt,
Accord me, O sweetheart,
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The sonace of Shorea Robusta trees,
The motion of roving breeze,
The Bulbul's night flaccid and echoing whisper,
The rivulets of silent murmur
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O my epitome of feminine charm,
Partings ours be for sooner than later,
For shall days ours insisted on be a sham
Of unavailing promise of 018′ winter!
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I wonder,
Where Ak-47 would be consigned to grave,
I wonder,
Who would help undo those 9mms?
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Came not the solace of freedom
From the tight ball and chain
In the kingdom
Of my lonely home
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My bereft aura that bethinks me of my art is lost,
Where the cockles of my heart
whispered and sounded off
like the bravery of the mightiest,
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Take me into the air of your tender beat
where I could listen to the rhythm of your palpitation;
Where your heart sings
memorable rhapsody
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Love burns as bright as a day
Every day it salves millions from boredom
Where does its foundation lay
Untouched by chains of thralldom?
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Is there a day that's ever been fair and bright,
Without bitterness, sufferings, killings and death
Somewhere lain on some other side,
Where each of us has no cheerless heart-
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In the violent skirmish of the Mosque
Many in the line of fire- friends and relatives,
The innocent and the honest die;
In the wild day enshrouded by a frightful dusk,
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Waterfalls glide from the North

Down the snow-covered mountaintop
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Do not unwind your limbs
Around the blue of the strange
And sever me from blessedness
I am imparted always.
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Your sanctified benedictions,
The language of honor,

Effects so impassioned on senses
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