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PLEASE DO ONLY READ ”ONE AT A TIME” THANKS,
THESE ARE ….”FOUR DIFFERENT VEINS ”….OF LIFE
WHERE
You take me up to the valley unknown,
Where I sound unbeknown,
And as you lead me,
From the dark tunnels of time,
Towards the enlightenment,
At the end, where it appears,
As if the big bang was to explode.
I feel it does in front of my eyes,
And as I rise, I rise and rise,
To me it’s no more a surprise,
The banging has made me wise,
Of a path unto the immaterial world,
Where we all remain in ourselves curled.
POETIC JUSTICE
They say you are committing a crime,
By not adhering to the poetic rhyme,
Yet another says your rhyme crows,
You get me too close, to the front rows,
To commit a crime at your doorstep,
If ever you again rhyme.
Yet a third class does say,
Do as unto you would, as you may,
Have your own say,
Write from your own imagination,
And your ability do display.
We have then a common factor,
Of negative and positive a third sect,
Who really do not matter,
That of sheer naked commonality,
Have your own my son,
Yes may be, you are a daughter,
Be a sun, if not then be a moon,
If you know in sheer darkness only
You glow, as yourself you show.
IN ECSTASY
Up my spine in the morning hours of ecstasy,
You take my spirits so high,
As I cannot imagine where up in the mountains,
I then abide as you seemingly say,
Stay up here as you may,
For as much long as you can.
Wait I am coming,
Up your distinguished path,
Where is the need for this entire wrath.
It’s up that stream,
Please do not scream,
When I am at the helm of affairs,
You are the one I must master,
For it’s only your love,
I need to master.
Come, come, come now, this only street,
From where there is no retreat,
What a treat, what a treat, what a treat,
A treat, a treat, a treat, a real treat
Do not ever, ever accept defeat.
WHO WAS HE
They throw him out when he is done,
His adrenalin has gone,
His life is no more,
What it used to be,
So throw him out on to the street,
When his blood seemingly does not flow,
His face does not also glow,
Then simply disown him,
And let no one ask,
Why is the guy wearing a mask,
That none can recognise,
And none can he despise,
Nor claim who is this guy,
Simple now and absolutely plain,
Throw him out, down the drain,
When there is no more blood in his vein,
Just garbage him,
His life has been alas in vain.
