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Henna

I was never the tattoo on your skin

lasered on with indelible ink

I was mere henna

meant to be only temporary

until either time, water or boredom

washed me away

without a second thought

 

nor any visible trace

 

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Field of Gray

 

He is a burst of color

 

in a world painted gray

 

painting vibrant scenes

 

in his own special way

 

shining on me  

 

like a broad sunshine’s ray

 

he is the smile 

 

that brightens my day

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Tickle the Ivories

 

Tickle the ivories

 

across my octaves

 

along the sharps and flats,

 

the major and minor keys,

 

in chords of harmony

 

alongside my melody

 

rising in a crescendo

 

the rhythm of our song


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Henna

 

I was never the tattoo on your skin

 

lasered on with indelible ink

 

I was mere henna

 

meant to be only temporary

 

until either time, water or boredom

 

washed me away

 

without a second thought

 

nor any visible trace

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Poison

 

You are the poison in my veins

 

a lethal injection

 

with deadly toxicity

 

your arsenic cocktail

 

makes its way down my throat

 

taking over me

 

affecting my every move,

 

every breath,

 

every heartbeat,

 

succumbs to your addiction

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Reflection

 

Look into my mirror

 

and see your reflection

 

staring back at you

 

the way that my eyes see

 

not the cracks,

 

not the scars,

 

not the demons,

 

not the wars,

 

but a heart of gold

 

and a beautiful soul

 

and one that I hope

 

continues to shine its light upon me

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Forecast

 


When will the forecast

 

call for something other than rain

 

when will the outlook

 

be more different than same

 

tears from la niña

 

they pour from my soul

 

this deluge of water

 

it sure has grown old


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Would it possible

Would it possible to forget
Would it be possible to forgive
May it started in twinkling light
Shined in dark night
But a beginning of sunlight
Urges for new hopes
Mere hunted dreams can’t push the facts
Which blinked in shaded dream
As sweet memory of great time
Ho my dear
All memories of you
Be a healer rather than be wounded tattoo
Replacing   you is quite impossible
But life needs to go on and on
Would it possible to forgive
Would it be possible to forget

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Much awaited

Much awited ....Much sensed

I deserve your accompany

It wasn't hasty thought

That i wanted you forever

When it was cats and dogs

Then fall of leaf

And so cold budding

The relation was much in queue

Too much of my heart and sole concent

Let me break the silence

To a great thought that i love you

Much into delight

Let us begin a journey of life

Too much awaited...too much sensed...

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