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  May 2015 RuthAnne
Àŧùl
Love from you, my darling,
In the darkest of days, I need it.
Love from you, my beautiful,
In the blackest of nights, I wish it.
Love from you, my inamorata,
In the loneliest evenings, I require it.
Love from you o my best friend.

Love from you, o my baby,
In the playful days, I enjoy it.
Love from you, my dilruba,
In my sorrowful time, I miss it.
Love from you, my humjoli,
In all my joyful time I cherish it.
Love from you, my humdum.

Love from you o my lover,
In the brightest days, I need it.
Love from you, my gorgeous,
In the whitest dreams, I desire it.
Love from you, my mehbooba,
In the busiest mornings, I yearn it.
Love from you, my Jaan-e-mann.
Meanings of the Persian/Urdu/Hindi terms used:
1. Mehbooba: the (feminine) lover
2. Jaan-e-mann: the life force of soul
3. Dilruba: the reason of heartbeat
4. Humjoli: the sole secret-keeper
5. Humdum: the better part of life

My HP Poem #827
©Atul Kaushal
  May 2015 RuthAnne
Freddy S Zalta
Follow me tonight,
Follow me forever,
Follow me as I walk,
Let us live forever together.

Moon, straight above us, a ray of light, there to guide us...Take my hand - let's walk.
Close your eyes, babe, and hold me tight, I am going to guide you home, make you feel alright.
My left hand falls from your neck, runs softly down your back,
My right hand is holding your left and I turn to whisper in your ear.

Follow me tonight,
Follow me forever,
Follow me as I walk,
Let us live forever together.

Life will be racing - like the waves running towards us and  just as quickly retreating back into the ocean - lost in time.
Our love will be rejoicing - life as we choose it to be, with the stars up above - never leave me.

Follow me tonight,
Follow me forever,
Follow me as I walk,
Let us live forever together.

A winter's celebration filled with snow flakes and hot chocolate,
A fireplace, soft music and pretty little orchids. I will paint you my masterpiece and I will write you a novel. I will sing with my own voice and I will play the piano. I will sing a hundred million love songs just for you and I will never deceive you I will always be true.

Follow me tonight,
Follow me forever,
Follow me as I walk,
Let us live forever together.

I want to dance with you - hold you and whisper in your ear.
Sweet words of love and more love to spare.
A song will be playing and our bodies will be swaying, sweet childish rhymes as we roll in the sand. Look into my eyes, babe, and hold my hand,
Follow me tonight,
Follow me forever,
Follow me as I walk,
Let us live forever together.
  May 2015 RuthAnne
Kenshō
Towering over the moon glazed groves,
Soaring phoenix of night-
What are the storms of your mind?

To what measure do your cloud wings extend?
From shores of salt and shells,
To the high rise of the wise old mountains,
But where therein is your essence hidden?

Flaming jewels for eyes,
That vapor of solitude,
Treading the night skies.

Lined by lightning feathers
And bold with thunderous clap,
Created are whole windstorms at a single wing's flap!

Great and noble, we know this bird.
As loud as the storms at bay;
But they say he is made in silence,
Speaking through things unheard
And words we cannot say..

So sailed across the star candled oceans~
Did the age-old secret scroll,
Stories of the Night Phoenix, adventures of never-told!
adventures of never-told... or something
  May 2015 RuthAnne
Nevermind
A shooting star
Moved through the sky
It was gone
In the blink of an eye
But I didn't blink
I kept my eyes wide
I'll never let go
I'll never say goodbye
  May 2015 RuthAnne
Nevermind
I want to get lost
In your garden
Forever
Where things are okay
Where there's perfect weather
Canopy trees
Shelter me
In the grass
Life teems
Untouched and raw
Completely wild
I'll drift away
All the while
The world goes on
Beyond the trees
My thoughts at rest
My mind at ease
Leaves cast shadows
That dance on the ground
My ears are drenched
In the sweet sound
Of birds singing
Wind chimes ringing
Squirrels scurrying
Our soft laughter
Who knew
Such a perfect place
Could exist
Why can't life
Always be like this?
I will be the gladdest thing
  Under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
  And not pick one.

I will look at cliffs and clouds
  With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
  And the grass rise.

And when lights begin to show
  Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
  And then start down!
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