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This endless dream,
like a torrent, pain flows.
Sorrow and sadness,
on a melody of despair.
Alone in the dark
love dwells not here.

Memories are left,
sweet moments are now but shadows.
Phantasms of sad organ tunes.
Shattered dreams, cold floors
and empty rooms.
Love dwells not here.

Green and wavy blue,
painted sea with thousand hues.
Ocean waves and thundering foam,
hides a world of many forms.
Creatures abound, small and large,
Once the rulers of the sea.
Song are heard from beneath,
a parent's call to her calf.
Over years culled by men,
sea robbed by cruel lands.
Now songs drifts silently away.
Hands of man have silenced their praise,
tears trickle down on the silent sea.

Ah Daisy! weary of time.
Countest we, steps of the Sun.
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where travelers journey is done.
The Youth pined away with desire,
the pale ground shrouded in snow:
Arise from their slumber and aspire.
Where my daisy wishes to go.

Everything around feels insane,
day by day why such pain?
I close my eyes, and meadows form,
rolling hills and misty lakes.
Tis the place called Serenity.
Moment of peace and tranquility.
A calming of life with stability.
Butterflies flutter on the breeze,
Tis the place were I'm at ease.
Staring for hours at the sky,
as puffy clouds pass by.
Cascade of torrents at fall,
great oaks and elm growing so tall.
Distant mountains and and sun's rays around,
all at peace with calm abound.
Serenity will await you here,
so close your eyes and disappear.

A crying sky,
cool rain descends.
At the top, who
stays to the end?
What are we to find,
around the bend.
Adapt we try and
obtain the strength.
Embrace it we must,
when it goes wrong.
As it goes up,
so it must come down.
With every smile,
comes a frown.
People find love,
that they can lose.
How to cope,
is what to choose.

A thousand miles i walk.
a thousand tears I shed,
What is there to do?
What is there to say?
I know I can't have you
What is there to feel?
When you don’t feel the same?
But one thing for sure I know,
I know I can’t have you,

Such Angels down from clouds were tore
From heaven to ground, on this earthly shore
Uplifted, their arms, beckoned back to that home
While here I was left ignored and alone

Righteous I thought, I always would be
Their interest, seems though, was other than me
Their cries come in waves, they wish to be warm
From the mortality, cold, which crept up their arms

I sought just a friend, a simple request
Not firmness of leg, or softness of breast
But there they desired, and wouldn't look away
Or for one lonesome man, to stop, and to pray

What mark do I bare, emblazoned my head?
What face do I show, they so seem to dread?
Am I not human, do I not love?
Ought they not look down, instead of above?

Calloused my heart, I took to the streets
When then by chance, a friend I did meet
Who dressed all in black, suggestive- assertive
Her hither-come smile, sharp and perverted

"A friend I can be, for little a price
my eternal embrace, the cost just your life."
Her words lingered on, as I contemplated
A lover eternal, my heart seemed elated

When once I had sought only affection
I was shamed and deplored, which lead to reflection
The value of my life was I found was diminished
By those I petitioned for simple kindness

When once I was worthy, their eyes they averted
They desired their warmth and left me deserted
So here in the fire in those hands I am placed
Sold to the wicked for her simple embrace

At noon, Wednesday, me and my canoe went to the beach.
Warm, clear skies, I rowed.
Mirror turquoise-blue sea,my yellow canoe touched.
Earth-brown jelly-fishes danced the samba.
I laughted, my face wet, sweaty, and salty.

Many minutes, I arrived, at "Calypso's Den".
On a golden carpet of sand, I pulled my canoe on shore.
No seagulls greeted me, no butteflies,only dragonflies.
I drank, water quenching my dry heart.
Than I saw her, a mermaid, sun-bathing.

She looked at me, through me.
Her lips smiled.
Sea-breeze brushing her silky blond hair.
My legs were heavy, smiling, I waved.
Sharp pains shot at my heels.

Was it Love?
I jumped in my vessel of Love.
Rowing, eyes ahead, not looking back.
I cried,with Joy.
My arteries were full of honey.

At last I touched the end of my journey.
My eyes looking at the endless blue sea.
Happy,after waves kissed my heart.

I hear the rain it makes me smile
I feel the sun it makes me disappear for awhile
I feel the wind rustle in my hair
I have no reason for despair
This is me.....

On a strong N.W windy day,
I went cycling.
The sun was playing hide-and-seek.
Downhill I raced, no brakes.

Nice country-views, no cars to
spoil my race-track.
Fields, greenery carpets, endless
were my focal point.

Cycling-meditation was my aim.
Shutting off my life.
Me and my two-wheeler going up/down
the jolly garden of Life.

Wet,fresh air sucked my lungs.
Singing birds, played a Bach Sonata.
Glossy brown earth was laced scanned
onto my sharp eyes.

Later, breathless, sweaty,
I pushed more up a gradient.
My swollen eyes,my dry mouth,
I was waterless, empty vessel..

I cried. I shouted.
No one heard me.
Life is cold, rodent infested.
No Love, no gold to fill my purse.

Is this the camel's straw?
No, my sinewy back does not carry
a fool's delight-ducats.
Than, strong legs won my Waterloo.

Aching heart, smiling, I reached my hole.
As for Love, I will race on, till I find
my Taj Mahal.
Happy, I won, no trophy,a medal called Hope.