Still The Stranger

Yesterday you were a smoke,
The wisps of clouds on your face
Barred my view of you.
I was fool enough to think
I could penetrate your layers.
Yesterday you were an unread book,
The cover on the hidden words
Barred my view of you.
I was knave enough to think
I could read you out to the end.
Today you are still the stranger
With a stranger that’s me!

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Never Lost

I thought I had lost you
But I found you in my dreams
In rain and in the morning dew
In a land where starlight gleams!
I thought I had lost you
When you came and knocked my door
I cried to get you back anew
And said please leave no more!
I thought I had lost you
But found you still my part
The reason for sure I always knew
That you never left my heart!

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Run boy run!

Before the east glows in the sun
Run boy run
Only they who run
Know the fun
Of leaving the bed
And going ahead
5 chimes the bell
And off you sail
Sniffing the smell of grass
Past you the winds rush
Run along as if on wing
To reach where the larks sing
Up down down up the feet
Lub-dub goes up heartbeat
Like invincible one you run
To feel the morn so sweet!

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Eternal

This world will not perish
Your love for me will not die
Yet this body with soil and ash
Will surely with the wind fly!
This touch will ever linger
Your kiss will forever remain warm
Yet this body will be eaten up by earth
For an oblivion of endless term!
The waves will come and go
Lapping the silent shore
Our wait will be eternal
Here and then no more!

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The Blank Page

The blank page on the screen
Waits for the words to be born
Not knowing what they mean
It bears them night and morn.

On it come to life many tales
Happy, sad, and in between
Here now and in a moment it stales
Words take a thought to ruin.

It sure bears them all
With no rolling tears nor smiles
The rush for the maddening scrawl
That runs for endless miles.

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A New Style

He moved it across but the comb slipped
Little he could do
A cruel hand had them all clipped
Leaving a strand or two!
He breathed a deep sigh
Mercilessly the times fly
Leaving him a knave
To have once boasted of his black wave!
It’s always destined by fate
For the bushy to turn to arid plate
To himself he gave a painful smile
Why not take it as a new style?

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Smell Of Love

You left your smell in me
It won’t go with the ashes
I would not let wind carry it away
‘you are in me’, it would say!
When I stop being there
I would hold on to the smell
I would not let time take it away
‘love can’t die anyway’!
Moving around with your smell
Wherever I am heaven or hell
The spring of love would never dry
I would never let it die!

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Early Sunset

It could never have any say
When I threw it away
The cadaver once life throbbed,
I silently sobbed!
Scared of me
It moved in the shadows free
Could I ever catch it? I wondered
In the end it silently surrendered!
It lay there crumpled, cold and stiff
An aura of death I could sniff
The half open eyes had a tinge of regret
Life was short and too soon was sunset!

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A Note for Me

You left me a piece of note
Many seasons ago
I moved away I forgot
It is stuck in my heart though!
When I open the window
It comes with the light
With the winds the words blow
Comes back in the dream of midnight
I have forgotten the words though!
It remains with me a musical note
The tunes of which still flow
I moved away I forgot
It is stuck in my heart though!

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You Are Immortal

You will be there,
Winds will shift the sands
Away will drift the lands
Your footprints will be hidden
Under debris of time….

In search of a honey drop
They will stop
to find you at the beehive
or in a dusty archive
where tales eons old
will be valued in gold….

Death comes not to spurn,
But to begin a new yarn,
It’s definite
You will remain a part of it.

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