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And the dark of dismay knock no more. For the wider world’s haunting, Higher than the sky My love in kingdoms hang. For the sounds of thought call out screaming Not to be heard by wiser ears. The fortune of
Until you’ve put your feet in my shoes don’t tell me you know what I’m going through have you traveled the dismay I have you can never tell me you know how I feel you just don’t know I’m human so I cry, God
A cold deserted alleyway, dark as a desolate grave, away off in the distance dogs howling their dismay. A winter wind is gathering, blowing old papers away, with tired forgotten faces and news of yesterday. Discarded cans and bottles clatter
Hope gives meaning to my life. It enlightens my mind and energizes my soul. Hope is my friend, my savior, my guide. It teaches me how to live life. I have touched the sky of success with it, Hope has
Just like the morning breeze; He comes and goes leaving me to maybe’s. It’s so easy to keep telling one to try; But I’m done asking in vain with your lies. Can’t wait no more as I am out of
In this maddening town, I start my day, Early morning, with rough, uneven ride, The place where blindfolded people play, I try to play it right; however I fail each time, I think to myself Oh! You worthless being, You
From the far horizon comes a call, To meet the lilting song of yesterday, How far away to the sunset I ask? No one answers to my dismay. Silent images whirl on by, Like a kite flying without string. I
A short poem wondering on the aspects of fame. A rock-star husband leaves childhood sweetheart, his wife, during his heydays, only to find that destiny often misleads, when things have to go wrong. Those loving, beautiful eyes of yours.. Oh,
The simple old man cherished self-determination, For he knew how harsh past subjugation had been; He spent his last days ameliorating his city from within, Restoring harmony by easing friction led to his elation; Hark! The baleful bell of belligerence
Life is like the seasons, full of brightness and darkness. if today its the winter of dismay, tomorrow there’ll be the spring of hope in some way. Life is like a journey, with destinations and paths many. If today its
Chill breeze through the casements blows towards the listeners drowsy essay to muse perceptives profuse in wide application to the cosmos where the dazzling figures sway from one space to another on water that is devoid of meddling concepts. Here
Suppose the sun does not rise the school boy may still lumber in his slumber, the house wife may enjoy her liberty to corner her routine job in relaxing herself in spiritual rest. But the busy father may be surprised
Save Us!!! What Immortal hand or eye, Could have created the wonder oh my!! Amidst the dark and dingy sly, Killed, bruised and left to die! it hurts to see when the numbers dwindle, our hearts wither in pain and
Someone asked me, what happiness is, can you define? I smiled and politely said, it differs from person to person, who am I to redefine? Being happy is a matter of choice, It is mere listening to one’s inner voice!
I have written to you,God,grand poet and mentor, the living,extinct,prevailing wind and conscience of the universe, the unwilling,abettor of natural calamities,and unjustifiable, casual observer of human genocides among human assailants, to take note of your neutrality, having observe all these
I started on a journey Irrespective of my fear I aimed for the pinnacle On my passion I would swear I refused to relent Thought my path was clear I was blissful, full of inspiration Ignorant in my approach Seemed
Nobody likes me, everybody does too I’m not divine, neither are you. Why do you hate to hear about a daughter? And cannot make your brain broader! You have used me as a tool; Never allowed me to attend school.
First thing in the morning give thanks for seeing another Glorious day, then smile and be on your way. Ask for guidance if your skies are gray, then be a blessing for someone that’s in dismay. Now bad is sad,
When pinch of godly emotions diluted Into optical fusion of matted commotions And the whole concealed constellation Beguiled its proclaim in dismal dismay, Gurgling upsurges fused with a shy smile Amidst the mute chambers of heavy heads. Nothing like bleak
Every breath I take is flavored with your divine name, Truly, I don’t care about whatever way people defame. Oh God! It gives me feeling as you are my divinity, From dawn to dusk, keenly, I search your proximity. My
I stop praising others since we loved each other, Friends become foes as our friendship heaps on further. Night and day become one as your love made me mad, I dismay with dire of thought when you looks sad. Your
Once upon a time in a land far away, Lived a little girl who was scared of the day, As evening glow faded she came out at night, Dancing and singing amidst the moonlight. Her name was Inara for she
Summer sun strikes the earth with hot rays, As the honey bee stings the flowers with dismay. Her apple cheeks get redder than the dusk, pitiless rays never mind to do such silly task. The hot kisses of sun parch
To gaze at the gleam in your deep loving eyes, across the heavens I’d soar, to find the brightest burning star to warm the sweet face I adore. To you, I would give the universe, entire, just to see the
It’s a childish sensibility that builds its own walls With drawbridge, moat and ramparts to break down Besieged for years by catapults and archers and fire-slinging foes Before the fortress finally falls and the flag is captured That’s when he
Their first conversation had few words, But seasoned it was with measured laughter. They agreed the tea was good, and the weather pleasant, And decided to meet the weekend after. He worked his beard a tad carefully that morning, And
One morning as I sat sipping my coffee- there he was peering behind my lemon tree. At first his head displayed a 7up haircut- then I saw his hands reach for all that was near. He came dragging a cape
Walking by the path, walking by the street I met many people who told me I was sweet. They walked with me a few miles, praising me all the day, We walked through the woods and fields green, talking all
We have not got a lot of memories that are fond Do not share the norms of a family bond Lacking shared memories seen as fond Of times that we were happy for once Tied by blood, shared a home,
As light raindrops pat mildly on my hair, Reminding of the April drizzles felt; A heavier pour could drench in disrepair, Romantic strolls to fizzle or to melt; We watched torrents pelt our favorite tree, To gush off the boughs,
It’s a childish sensibility that builds its own walls With drawbridge, moat and ramparts to break down Besieged for years by catapults and archers and fire-slinging foes Before the fortress finally falls and the flag is captured That’s when he
The growing insecurity , Increasing perplexity , The constant fear , With all those glares, The lost equilibrium ,of a balanced mind, Was it how this was destined? A bygone en-tropic side , With redundant mind , A Frivolous mannequin,
He strums my heart away With each fleeting day Memories come in array Wish such moments were here to stay I wonder if it’s me or just his way! Should he stop I’d fall to dismay! Who knew fingers could
It was just a passover which held it for long where evil enforce their rules. The peace was been dragged from their life , all what is getting displayed is those deepest remorseful cries. He started walking with his mellow
A true friend who will stick with you through thick and thin, on Him you can thoroughly depend. Now you may not comprehend whe He offends, but He will amend because He’s a GOD send. Closer than a brother, father,
It’s now sin sorry Sunday, you don’t look so swell, look in the mirror, look like hell, start thinking, I’m sick of living this way, I’m steadily getting older each and every day. I go out looking for a good
Words are not enough to say thanks to you Thank you for always standing by my side You have a heart where so much love reside You gave a hand in whatever I do; You showed me my worth which
Well, a day was planned Just like everyday scanned; When you came, To my life, like a character in a game… How could I know, Fate was preparing an arrow and a bow And I was the target ahead, As
From the first crawl I made; Till the first step ahead To the first sum I made; And the victory I laid You were the holder while I was a toddler. To first fag of mine; And the sip of
I told you I loved you, I gave you everything I had, We both made promises to never let ‘us’ go bad… I thought of you every moment – awake or asleep, I fell for you hard…I let you in
