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Assortment of colors,
Yellow outshining all.
Faces- old and young,
Ladies and Gentlemen.
Perhaps a ball is at hand?
Magnificent Wavy frills waist-down,
Shades of yellow playing hide and seek,
An ornamented gown,
Beautifying a charming Dame,
A Yellow peacock opens its tail!
Arms in lock,
Those fickle two eyes,
Searches where their loyalty lies,
Anxious to charm,
Or to be charmed?
Betrayed Attention,
In the stagnant air,
Of this ecstatic ball room.
Yellow intentions,
Gasping breath and already charmed.
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Rift...adrift..grows,
For, so many broken vows.
A day...gloomy and grey,
Although, a Sun, bright and gay.
All bored, and busy...
All alone...within a family.
Millions surround,
Yet, my loneliness I flaunt.
Waking...working...sleeping,
Waking...working..sleeping,
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Waking...working...sleeping,
And a disillusionment,
And a death bed.
Oh! You All humans!!!
God gave you two legs,
When have you started walking on all fours?
Have you no shame?
In the guise of so called freedom,
Have you lost all your restraints?
Shame on you!!!
Four leggeds devours, sleeps,
and go about reproducing without conscience.
What have you done with yourselves?
At the peak of your Glorious Civilization,
What makes you crawl on four,
Buck naked under the Sun of GOD?
Why be the beast of prey,
That can but only kill others for food?
You became deadly serpent,
That can do no good; neither to itself nor others,
But kills anyway, why?
Why do you like being,
Bulls or Cows- Sleep, Work, eat,
And Don't even recognize,
Your birth parents or Children of your own,
While you indulge in carnal desires ?
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Sleep...sleep my spanish love,
Sleep...with your eyes closed,
But keep the door to your heart open,
Who knows..I may come and knock.
Tuck yourself in the bed,
Pull the blanket till your head.
Turn- to the right,
And -off the light.
Close your eyes,
Till sunrise.
Then wait for me,
With a glee,
To come and play,
And beside, to lay.
To comb your hair,
With great care,
To kiss the cheek,
And nape of neck,
To hold you tight,
With love and might,
To not let go, I do promises,
Till in the 'West' the sun rises.
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It has been hours, days or, weeks, Perhaps?
Since my Last page has been turned,
Felt the last touch of Love,
Tender.
I remember those intense moments,
When we were together.
Heavy breaths; foaming sobs;
Or, happy laughters.
It has been months....or, years, perhaps?
Since you looked back,
held me with you hands,
Kissed me.
Silly Me! I am a book lying,
Like many others,
I have been read.
I tend to forget,
That I have nothing new to offer.
My stories, or, poems,
Are matters of the past now.
They don't excite you anymore.
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Sitting solitary,
On my old and wooden rocking chair,
I peek through the window,
To my long lost,
Phantom past.
Flashbacks waft in,
With the gentle Southerlies,
To repaint the whitewashed canvas,
Of my age old memory.
Is that infancy?
Perhaps of boyhood?
Nothing seems clear.
Just a feeling of a tender touch,
a sense of harbor,
warms my heart.
I sit on my age old wooden rocking chair,
Peeking through the window,
Into the placid blue sky.
I see moulds of my memory,
in the white soft clouds.
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There is a barbed wire growing,
From within my veins.
Its arrowheads grow and come out,
Puncturing the veins.
Like a grape vine,
This barbed wire climbs upwards,
Towards the end of each vein,
And outward tearing through my skin.
It binds me from within....
My heart, entangled in this hideous wire,
Beats in agony. Every time it beats,
It hurts like the labor pain.
I want to screem,
But my tongue doesn't move...
Only a groan,
Like that of a slaughtered animal,
Comes out...
Every time I think of you,
My eyes are at peace.
My heart is fliled with heavenly pleasure,
But it falls victim of its own self gratification,
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You said,''stop.''
And Silence came between us,
Like The Horsemen of the apocalypse,
The harbinger of the judgment day.
You said, ''stop.''
And silence came between us,
Like the scythe of the Grim reaper,
To take my Precious away.
You said, ''stop.''
And silence came between us,
Like The Mighty Excalibur,
As if to pass the rightful judgement.
You said, ''stop.''
And silence.....................
As if Medusa's curse turned me to,
A lifeless stone.
You said, ''stop.''
And silence.....................
It is like the Hammer of Thor,
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She’s got a baby!
A toothless,
Eighteen inches,
Nine pounds,
Pain in the ass!!
He’s got a baby!
It flips and flaps,
And twists and turns.
They’ve got a baby!
It wakes when,
The whole world sleeps.
It screams,
And bangs on your sweet dreams.
But the labored mother,
Nor the fatigued father,
Ever complains.
They are the Parents for you…
Oh lovely maiden!
My faraway, mystery land!
I've sailed the seven seas,
Fought vicious pirates,
Outran the roaring forties,
Calmed the mutiny and the sailor-men.
Survived the sunken ship,
Swum many a miles,
On to the shore and closer to you.
I then walked the sandy dunes,
Hungry and without water.
Sipped the dewdrops, and eaten,
Unknown fruits; coughed poisoned blood,
With blistered feet on rocky land,
I walked, ran and hid, from the mountain lion,
And walked again,
It was then, I saw you,
Like the fresh morning sun,
Bright but soft on my eyes,
Like the rain drops on the parched Sahara,
Or, like the sweet, cold water to a thirsty traveler.
You are my heaven on earth, my sweet home.
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I still remember the day we parted
I still remember the day we parted, my love,
I still remember the day we went our separate ways.
You did not say anything,
And I did not ask.
But your teary eyes said it all.
Was our love so weak?
Could we not spend the rest of our days,
Together? Could we have not gone,
To the shore of the great ocean,
One more time, where we met for the first time,
Under the crimson sky?
No, our love was strong,
We parted because we loved,
We parted for the love of our mother land.
Your tears made me weak,
But your silence made me strong,
So, I left with a heavy heart,
Not as a coward but as a brave soldier.
Heaven cried that day,
As dews of your saddened mind,
Came down your snow white chicks.
But you said nothing,
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