Eternal yearning

heart cries intense screams
eyes long for loved ones
decades have depart
thousand miles apart
faces can be seen
voices could be heard
slow burning melody of
a melancholy bird
embraces are missing
devoid of kissing,
cheeks, forehead, lips
mind runs and trips
soul dips, in darkest valleys
bottomless oceans
ferocious storms are no match
when hearts latch
on universes’ strength
desire to cross all paths
deserts, land swaths
inveterate sighs, bare feet fly,
without thinking, I will die
but, surely will get there
even in a coffin
to receive that embrace
when tears runs uncontrollably
moistening, cleansing, soul of sins
violations will find redeeming bins
rightful recipient to arrive
in sheets of alpine white
what a sight, that would be
of uncountable kisses on
cheeks, forehead, lips
time will slip, so go catch
quickly fetch, tightly latch
on that flight of sweet smell
first drops of rain
on arid memory lane
they eagerly await
but can’t forever

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Colourblind

When it comes to me
Colours never touch
shadows never lurch
Near my existence,
does happiness think
she is too good to be near
dear to I,
Black and white lie,
is life, time, emotions,
and I tell them on their faces
colour traces, all that is untrue 

Dangle

Work, work, work
Carriage with cages
Dangling along for wages
A hard day ahead
I work till I am dead
Still that is not enough

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Earn

People,
Some are good hearted
Good natured few as well
Evil live amongst us
Real monsters dwell
We rely on the good ones
To make this world turn
Power you can have any day
Respect you earn!

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Surrounded

Concrete giants
Block my way
Shouting at me
We are here to stay
May I humbly ask
How old are you
Twenty, thirty, forty
Or fifty two
We last hundred years
Or lot more
If humans stay away
And leave our core
Stay for a while
Have a tea
You will be gone soon
But I will be

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A bird and the boat

A seagull saw a lonely boat
Sobbing and crying
about her woes
All alone
no one around
Abandoned by
her friends and foes
His words of comfort
high tide, beautiful seas
Not enough, not satisfactory
Bird changed the tack
told how monstrous sea
killed so many
his brethren, and how
she is better off not going in
Told her about the dark tales
storms, winds, and gales
Broken boats and canoes
Icebergs and hails
Mighty ships split in twos
All those woes, made her think
Feeling content she smiles and say
Thank you little bird for making my day

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