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The window of my dreams

Darkness fell on the room
Awaiting the days doom
Through the window the street light blared bright
The beginning of endless night
Twisted and turned in the bed
Watching through the window sleepless eyes red
Dark clouds hide the moon and star
Through the window of dreams looking far
Wars in tis world to end
Swords beaten to plough the hungry to spend
Humans in grief in poverty sold
The powerful thrive hearts turning cold
Through the window of dreams awaiting a bright new dawn
Laughter of children early morn
With the children father's play
Their mothers filled with joy sunny ray
Life not by bills to clear
Life lived in peace not a burden to bear
The night turn to dawn in the window of dreams
To tis real world the heart screams
War and famine did not end
Hatred fed in hearts humanity in spineless bend
The days pass in pain and automated task
Awaiting dark for the window of dreams truth without mask

Pavin
A poem inspired by a dear friend in hp
What tomorrow holds

As destiny's puzzle unfolds
Know not what tomorrow holds
Maybe a dream come true
Or a passing of early morn dew
A prophet I can't be
Tomorrow to see
Yet to hope and be strong
Each tomorrow make our days long
In a smile born today
Tomorrow a hope everyday

Pavin
Of time and place

Moving though time in space
Thoughts eternal to face
Memories burnt in blaze
To ashes mistakes to erase
A feather floating in space
Time an infinite daze
Moving through time and space
Struck in tis earthly place
Tis life's uncharted maze
Pavin Daniel Jul 12
Broken mirror

In the reflection of life

mirrors broken in strife

reflecting us in shattered glass

every reflection lifes beating brass

sorrows a reflection of pain

beauty a perishing reflection in vain

joy a reflection with a smile

death a reflection in lifes mile

golden deeds a reflection to care

love lost an empty reflection bare

mirrors in life broken by time

never to mend destinys crime

faded past reflections ever remain

in memories heart reflections

mirrors broken in strain
Pavin Daniel Jul 8
Tis an untold story an incident
Played in reality by an accident
Ever loved to ride in my wheels two
All night till sky turn dark to blue
An evening drowning in brew
Wild days with sorrows crew
Took the steel horse for a nightly spin
Mind did say yet passion did win
Burning tires on city roads
Freedom from thoughts hearts loads
As time flew a second gone blank
Hit the iron rails world turned black
A moment know not the time
Woke clearing the birds circling chime
The wound on my leg by iron torn
Filling with life blood in shoes worn
Still the wheels turning on my horse steel
The alcohol numbed my pain to feel
a rider rides in from the dark
Lifts my horse and made me walk
The wound tied with cloth my mouth dry
Vauge I speak get me water and ill try
Gone for moments not so long
A bottle of water did me strong
Felt the damaged horse to ride
Following his tail light by side
Slow reached home safe in night
Never a chance to see his face in light
the taxi was called to take me
I did ask the rider his face to see
His final words thou doth know me
His fading tail lights last to see
Cured I called my friends to ask how
Till today him I did not know

Pavin
This is a true event .that road where I met with accident must be around 2am not a soul will be there and where did he get a water bottle with no shops open
How's did he know my house how did he get a taxi at night who called my home the taxi my mother said she got a call from a guy saying a friend
I believe this happened for a reason would have died bleeding on a road
Pavin Daniel Jul 7
In an open heart they walk
Healing words they talk
Promised tis doth not end
With a labelled term friend

Chart they our hearts to smile
With our life in lonesome mile
Some so far some near
Some from childhood held dear

May be time away a lot
Or a better friend got
May be hated by action found
Or a pain that persist around

Yet each heart doth deserve
A love of friendship to preserve
For each heart doth care
Being well dead or alive to share

To talk or share need not be
To stop being a friend a right to thee
Yet to the other who friendship gave
Fade not without a good bye friendship to save

To many who come into our lives as friends and vanish without even a good bye wondering in our hearts what went wrong
Pavin Daniel Jul 5
On the horse of vanity doth ride
Human heart adorned with pride

Pavin
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