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 Feb 2014 Kitbag of Words
shåi
the glorious sun
rises over the thin line
where the sun's boundary
begins to slowly take shape

the dew on the grass
glowers ever so slightly
reminding the resilient
to never pave

these gentle premonitions
embodies my soul
it set my mind ablaze
and i shall never pave

i shall be free
free as a bird
positioned in flight
and i shall rise

rise .

rise and be free
as free as the clouds
hovering above me

i will not be afraid
i refuse to be afraid
i will live
and never pave

pave road to the unjust.

dusk is at its approaching hour
it is now
it is time
the resistance has begun.

(b.d.s.)
I seek a meaning long

When her glances are short.
10 word breather to tease her.
Soaked him a shower
From the roadside balcony
For him the day’s better hour
Turned bitter agony!

I told you earlier too
You need some homework to do
Else prove yourself the fool
By others’ rule!

To brim to full his misery’s cup
The man next to him was looking up
Just in time moved away
Never believed in the look straight say!

Adding salt to his injury
The riffraff looking carefree
Grinned just in time,
Your shirt is stained with grime!

He looked up too but too late
A born loser since the first failed date
Then stood stunned a while
On her lips played the wickedest smile!

The woman smiling without the slightest regret
With no hint of apology for causing him this fate
Not one consoling sorry for marring his day
But saying on his face *you came on the way!
Her perfume weaves a hint of tempest.

The blanket hibernating the illusive summers
lights a spark of desire.

He doesn’t open his eyes.

The smoldering fire
would bring him smell of cinders.
Breathe me,
     feed my spirit, burn my *****
take me to that place
I've never known,
  do that frenzied tango
that fierce lovers do
if only for a night,
   or a million years
   moments are ephemeral,
     drapes are drawn
you may not know me,
in the light of day
swift exits cause
    scarlet regrets,
don't let this rush slip away
with wild horses flight
deep yearnings stampede
emotional ties,
forever after lasts
but a twinkling in time
some poems i wish i had never written
some i treasure in my vault
with some like narcissus i'm love smitten
without a speck of fault!

some poems of mine are too badly done
some seem to me flawless
some too dark for the clouds hid the sun
bereft of sunshine's grace!

some poems i wish i could write again
a few that are dear to my mind
some are thorny bleed me in pain
leave a trail of sadness behind!

whatever they are the poems are mine
and once fired from the gun
i have to own each word each line
once shot cannot be undone!
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