On a road that is too steep
murky memories are hard to keep.
Ineffable injuries are very very deep
They move at a creep but
they ‘ve grown to a huge heap .
Sour sadness has taken a long leap
and my soul proves to be so cheap
that I start to wheeze and weep
then I plunge into a nightmarish sleep.
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The thunder roars
the lightning strikes
high hopes soars
to the seven skies.
It pours down blood
a rebellion is in the bud .
The people’s stood up as one
the uprising has begun.
Under the cover of the night
guided by flickering fire torch lights
they gather for a fierce fight
to regain their confiscated rights .
Fed up with living in obscurity
They let out a cry for dignity;
they ‘re Thirsty for freedom
they’re ready for martyrdom.
full of rage , full of pride
they march side by side
they take long sure strides
cos in victory they confide.
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My love to you is
deeper than the sea
softer than the morning dew
wider than the sky
freer than a bird’s fly .
My love to you is
prettier than a butterfly’s glee
atop a beautiful daisy
purer than a mother’s embrace
warmer than the smile on her baby’s face.
My love to you is
gentler than the night breeze
higher than the tallest trees.
brighter than the summer sunlight
stronger than an armored knight.
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Emily Dickinson
( 1830-1886 Mass, US)
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Fame is a bee.
It has a song—
It has a sting—
Ah, too, it has a wing.
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with quick, cautious steps
I walked among the crowd.
with a bated breath
I saw strange , distorted faces
pass by pitilessly.
Lost , confused
on the brink of panic
I moved on even quicker
amidst a disturbing chaos
and a deafening cacophony.
an adrenalin onrush ; a racing heart
a spinning head and droplets of sweat
brought my steps to a halt
dark thoughts swarmed fast
my dazzled eyes shut
silence at last …….
total blackout.
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youth ‘s ebbed
my health ‘s worn away
my skin ‘s wrinkled
my hair ‘s turned gray.
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My joints once sturdy
now quake and ache
my hands once steady
now noticeably shake .
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It’s been a long journey
Sprinkled with memories
Dim and bright
Daubed with deeds
Wrong and right
Dotted with sweet successes
and many foul failures.
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