Oh my sorrows, leave me not alone...

Leave me not alone!

Oh! troubling times

Without you I have only joy,

I have no values, no principles.

I forget what it means to labor for love

And I forget to see those signs from above.

My struggles are all I have,

So, I pray you leave me not alone

Make me a better person

Let me have you, so I shall never moan.

Oh! my sorrows, that triumph over lonely joyfulness,

You are all I have, leave me not alone

Leave me not alone.

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Dream!

Dream! when you have nothing else to do,

Dream! when there are choices left few,

Dream! when you are high and you feel like flying,

Dream! when you are down and feel like crying.

 

Dream! that the wish you made would come true,

Dream! that the old would be replaced by new.

Dream! that you find meaning and worth in all that you do,

Dream! and believe that you are among those few.

 

Dream! that you find love in the tiniest of expressions.

Dream! that you never fail to notice and while you do,

Dream! and believe even if no one else does,

Dream! for dreams do come true!

 

Dream! the impossible dream and wish upon the brightest star in sky,

Dream! like a babe and wish to smile, never to cry.

Dream! my friend, for a better me and a better you,

Dream! my darling, for dreams really do come true! 

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The Key

I've been the key to many a door

Poor me, you keep wanting more!

In your loving arms, if I were to fall asleep,

I'll tell you all the secrets hidden deep.

Deeper than the sea can ever be.

If your just and loving eyes, you'll open to see.

Oh pretty baby! Will you just let it go?

And not come after me with your bow and arrow!

A single basket, did I put all my eggs in

Should I have not? Was it a sin?

I knew not of any other way,

Nor do I now, Please believe what I say!

If I were a sea, would you dive in?

All lies aside, we're so much akin!

A safeguard to my secrets, will you be?

To my locked doors, will you be the key?

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The smell of cigarette

Away from the chilly fogs of Silent Hill

Away from the desolation that can kill

I've run away

I'd no other way

From this strange, scary place

Where the streets have no name

Into my own secret mental place

Where no one plays no game

I need to leave this icy cold town

Where my heart only pains, I only frown

The smell of cigarette, Oh! it can be sweet

Some prefer cigars, others smoke weed

The comfort and pleasures of it umpteen

Even when a mere passive spectator, I've been

My heart perplexes, as it fills with desire

But I know I can't fight fire with fire

Nobody will even hear me speak

If I don't practice what I preach

I'd lose not much if I compromise

But I miss the one who can surprise

Its no wonder that ahead of me

Is the one in the karmic wheel of life

Isis, the one who exists, let the name be

The one who's supposed to cause some strife

Oh how will happy times and the smell of smoke

Assist you and cause you to grow

It is but, my friend, a petty joke

That in life, you either smoke to smoke or you smoke to show

And its times that test you

That'll prove your real worth

It was acceptance and not denial, I always knew

That causes us all much mirth

I shall give up my desire

For something far greater

For there's no smoke without fire

And it is fire that causes it all

But surely, be it sooner or later

Surely will I rise, now that I've had my fall

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Unable to stay, Unwilling to leave...

Unable to stay,

Unwilling to leave.

Reluctant to say,

But you have to believe.

Ask your heart!

Oh! Your weary heart!

If we must part

And live an ocean apart,

A step let's walk

Towards each other for now.

Be silent, let's not talk,

Don't ask me when or how.

Trust me once more,

It will all be better soon.

Gaze with me, as before,

Shining stars and the tranquil moon.

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If only (The beauty in one and all)

If only we mean every word we say

If only we keep every promise we make

If only the summer never goes after May

If only relationships were not just give and take

A poet shall rhyme, a singer shall sing and an author shall write

Poems, songs and stories of pain and pleasure, which life owes us all

If only I were an artist, then I shall color it all bright

And there shall be no sorrow and not a tear shall fall

From the eyes of the loved and unloved; for unfair's not my sight

An artist admires beauty, the beauty in one and all

 

 

 

 

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Thou Ain’t Loved!

[From a time when I was a kid and a theist]

Thou ain’t loved my darling
Thou ain’t the one, whom every eyes seek
Thou canst make a heart desperate
In thy love; nor a mind weak
Thy gait can seduce no mind
The words thou speak, no lust can bring
With your own discipline, thy heart thou bind
Thy tranquil heart, for peace is no longer willing

Thou ain’t loved my darling,
As long as this blind world,
To see uses its eyes cunning.

Thou ain’t loved; for indeed,
This world needs not love but lust and greed
Where thou belong not to its breed.

Thou ain’t loved; but thou won’t grieve,
For on His shoulders, whom the world disbelieves,
Thou rest in peace, even on doom’s eve!

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