Birdsong by the Sea

The lone birdsong
Perched atop sea breeze
Breathes melody
A call to life.

In shapes of obscure sky
And swaying casuarinas
The falling evening
Drowns the sun in sea.— % &To coming of Prometheus
In shadows and darkness
Blooming of souls
Trying to catch fire.

The song gives way
To mirror like sand
And red crabs seeking home
Dawn breaks the reverie.

A different day hits life again,
The song is a memory
An aching dream
In some distant world unmade.— % &

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Circumstances

Circumstances are like island and sea
All about hope and despair
Either you are found or lost forever.

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Unseasonal Rain

Routine days pass on by
Like rains in a hurry
Falling but not making the soul wet

It clogs, and forms puddles
Of distorted memories
From melancholy leftovers

And then breeds the haze
Of black feeders
Looking to spread

It's like a fever of the brain
Waking up again and again

If not for you
Life wouldn't have been bearable
Just like the unseasonal rain.

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Somedays

Somedays just looking out of the window
Is enough to invite sadness,
A profound melancholy
For times past, for times untouched
For times in fiction
For times when wonder was alive,

For a time which is unattainable
Lost to time itself.

But the craving remains
Getting wet in the rain
As I seek beauty in now
In time that is
With you by my side.

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From the Painting

The evening from old lost paintings
Reminded me of you,
A sweet agony;

Pangs of memory,
From some past life
Where I touched your soul
From a distance
Before you were painted into eternity
As I kept waiting.

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Somedays She Was

Somedays she was summer,
Others melancholy rains making coffee,
Sometimes she was just spring
Just waiting to bloom,
Other days she was storm
Breaking everything,

But she remained the reason each day,
One lifelong season.

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Painted Sea

Like a painted sea
With rough waves and distant echoes,
Shackled to memories
Swaying to the howling winds of August
Trying to etch marks
Upon the cloudy sand,
With bare hands— % &Till the soft lining of soul came off
To reveal the core
Layered in desire and agony
Love bloomed
And Atlas shrugged,
Bringing down the cosmic rain— % &But real sea brought dirt
Passed on the sins,
Guilt, occassionally blood
And the end of time
Where sea ate the sky
Thus, freeing Atlas.— % &

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Calm Before and After

The calm before the storm
Echoes futility,
Helplessness at the hands of destiny,
A vital lesson to survive.

The calm after the storm
Shows tenacity,
The will to wrestle with fate,
To eke out life from throes of chaotic order.

Each calm eating the other.

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There will be Flood

Rain held the night hostage
In muddied dreams,
And storied past
Through a translucent glass of memories
All flowing in tandem,
To break the levee.

On nights like this there'll be flood.

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Familial

Bonds forged, some made, some from past,
Some into the future,
Of blood and not blood
Pathways into ways,
Near and afar,
In this life or other ones
Here or elsewhere,
Bound by bonds
That are more than just bonds
These are what make us,
Make us whole,
Most of all - human.

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