beckoning

Beckoning

Albeit the gesture of my hand,


Falls short to reach you at the moment,


My heart’s heart does know,


You are a priceless bestowment!


 

As the grains of sand,


Cuddle the moonlight with care,


I hold your matchless memories,


In a bank called heart so rare!


 

The heart of mine keeps beckoning you,

 

And lets me have a fresh deja vu!

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Sing me a Song

Ugonna Wachuku

 

That the moon may shine;
that the stars may bloom;

that flowers may blossom;
that birds may sing:

 

Sing me a song.
Sing me a song from
the depths of the sea.

 

Sing me a song from
the love in your heart.

 

Sing me a song from
the beauty that is you.
Let me feel the beat
of your heart at noon
when the sun is high
on the horizon.

 

Let me be near you
and in you for the
love that we share;
for the care you
uphold.

 

Let me not depart
from your presence.

 

Let the smiling stars
be there to welcome us
at the beginning -
from lush, inspiring
landscapes and meadow
sea shores.

 

Let humanity learn
from the love within
our love. Let angellic
hands play this music
of the bountiful soul
from generation to
generation.

 

Just sing me a song.
And let me be who
I am because I too
will sing you a song
from my deep soul;
and let you be who
you are!

 

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