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Wake up, O’ wake up, my muse,

I’ve waited an eternally long night,

To find my voice again.

Yawn to me, sing, of the seven paradises,

And go on, darling of mine,

I’ll make every breath of yours,

Immortal.

Seeking thy Breath.

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Another composition. I was trying to write a rhyming lyric, here is the out come. An AB-CD-EF verse.

I will tear down the face of heaven and spread it around thy paradise,

I will steal all the stars to release them to roam in thy wake like a thousand fireflies…

The meandering streams of light will wash through the grassy meadows wavering in the wind.

The flood to the the fire, and all in between will merge and slake, when love overflows its brink.

The torments ending when fighting through the tentacles of time and snares of evil fate,

I will find you, your arms, your warmth and lips. And here, again, I wake.

This isn’t really nice or promising, but I couldn’t think of a better twist to it, than making it all a dream that breaks when the fantasy reaches it’s prime. Hope you all like it.

Have a great day ahead. 🙂

Solitary Musings #2

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He said to Man, “Thou shall reap the rewards, as thou hath sown the seeds…”

Why then, He brings in storms and floods to wash away our efforts and sweat?

Why, proving, that our sins of passion and innocence puts us in an eternal hell,

Does He sit in heaven, tempting us to dream of a paradise that will never be ours…

To enjoy the tragic comedy he had created?

And we thought Fathers love their children…

*sigh*