Eyes has old has life
Full of joy like spring's a child of a season,
Smile of invisibles hues as autumn's dressed beauty

Beyond the heart and mind am driven measureless, as life
I have no doubt you hold the romance of a god

In many ways the tongue can speak
Yet here and far....
What i desire know becomes breath without sound...

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Oh darling,
Darling whom I have never known
But whom the heart has felt her might
Like a blow of a hammer on a head's nail

Oh darling, whom have told,
lots of bold stories and promises
Of sweet romance like roses' petals, ripe to be wiped!
Told boldly in the deep well of hundreds nights
In my vast empire, dream!
reign'd by fate,often
reign'd by
I captain of my own fate, sailing where i have faith!

Oh darling i wither far from you
Oh darling i thrive like fumes of a young flower closer home.

Why have you yield such a might?
Am i not the captain of my own soul?

Oh darling,
Darling whom I have never known
But whom the heart has felt her might
Like a blow of a hammer on a head's nail

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In the midst of sadness
In the midst of happiness
By the departure of a such a moment
Whether with passion or dullness lived

Why have you captured yourself today, with yesterday's earnings?
A bind mighty like sores of love
You hold dearly likes stains of a betrayed lover

Why do you make yourself a prisoner of yesterday? Of yourself that has died?
Forgive you by learning
Forgive you by living
Forgive you by loving

Shall you find a new today?
Every hour saddles in and out
Dusk and dawn the traveller circles
Bt you living...why saddle with the traveller?

Live.
A poet wrote
Look to this day:
For it is life, the very life of life...

Within it unearth the veil of unending life

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Come gently
With whispers abound with desires,
With pleasures born within the ancient mind,

Come gently with all pictures
Come gently with all tones

Speak! And known it shall be!
Do not go gentle,
Hold not back the loads that shorten the breath
Make light the heart of flesh

Speak!

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Feeble are the grass beneath our bones,
Vertebrae, with steps like labourer's ladder,
Rich grasses their shoulders without mourn they yoke us

The breaths of the night are lonely
There are no leafs for them loot
To cherry and merry without discipline

Above above our naked eyes, are sands of stars
They are without clothing, and bright bright they blink, bright fruit that cannot be plucked...

newton laws looks in wonder
Scribbles thousands theories and logics
A human mind wanders

Just as our eyes wanders
This naked meadows of stones
So documents the learnt minds

But we, in this fluting night
We within a heart within a heart, we count, with playful fingers
We do not account, as the hearts pounds
For that hour, hearts roams wildly with the lights from billion miles

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Whoever has no place to be has no fear, and 'it'
is neither a threat to another, nor does
it possess conflict nor imitation.

For fear is time and a place.

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Wild is the child
In pictures and words
Wild is this child,
In many places roams
Without rules or borders
Gay more than untamed wind

Wild is this child
In pictures and words
A child among many children
Children of the mind

Wild is this child
By name, her mother names;
Imagination

Wild is this child
In pictures and words
To sanity it can lead the dreamer
To insanity it can lead the dreamer

Wild is the child
In pictures and words
Wild is this child,
In many places roams
Without rules or borders
Gay more than untamed wind

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This rod am holding with you,
On this road pillars to our feets,

This melodies from our hearts
Fighting for our rights
Competing against chords of nature's right

These melodies from our hearts
How long shall them charm

These melodies form from our heart
Will one turn harm, both harm?

But those are for laters days
tomorrow will be, but now is

These melodies from our heart
This rod am holding with you,
One end lays palms, one end lays my palms
On this road pillars to our feets
We hold

Ooo oooo
These melodies from our hearts
These melodies form of our hearts
On this road how far does it desire to rode...

These melodies from our hearts
These melodies from our hearts

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We are seducers of most of our destiny,
The collective agreement of the many anchored in individual silent action, or via democracy , or socialism, or communism, or channelled deliberately to usher authoritative suppression of others, whatever the form it maybe, by law or religion(being tribal itself) or as a nation(being tribal) has and will always shape the nature of the world.

The human species with its ever intelligent evolution, accelerated by few gathered from pools of many,the former with a desire to pass this intellect to non-lifeform, championed by the need to make the world a better place for everyone.

However, this human species from the inception of creativity grows in duality, with every advancement of technology comes great measure of inequality and conflict.

For its not the externals craftsmanship that shall make humans relate with each other in serenity, but from within, when completely is seen that there is no individualism but oneness of life, joined together by love and compassion, passion for one another.
Heaven and Earth. One!

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The dust polished a veiled face, west rays were at their last hour fighting weakly to burn the twilight sky.

With ones eyes down, the sands were wrinkled with rills, some made by wind storm others by creatures of the desert. Danger was everywhere,beauty was bare from men and women, and from the secretive dwellers of the deserts; snakes to little centipedes and the cold nights of the barren sky.

The souls matched worry and fear in their hearts
Hope in their hearts
A beautiful dream of a better life in their minds.
Beyond the desert, beyond the sea, the promised land
Far away from their country
Eaten by bullets and bombs
Crafted by men of greed
Power and corruption
Corrupted love for a god beyond man's mind and senses, a religion without love but with faith...
Far away they match
Beyond the sands, beyond the blue to another land
Migration, the migrant

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