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  Feb 2018 naǧí
Thomas King
The light on my face
The sun on my skin
I start this new life
But where to begin

Do I walk a new path
Or continue straight ahead
Do I carry this old baggage
Or walk empty handed instead

Do I shed this old skin
And toss it aside
Like a love I have once given
That’s withered and died

Do I again give love freely
Or hang on to it tight
Should I trust in my heart
To know which is right

So, until that day comes
My courage I must own
And take that first step
Into the unknown


(Epilogue)


I took that first step
Into the unknown
And the meaning of true love
Again I was shown

I chose my new path
So down it I tread
And chose to go down it
Hand in hand with you instead

I donned my new skin
And tossed the other aside
In the shadow of the past
I no longer shall hide

My courage I do own
And my heart I did give
With strength and with love
This new life I now live.
  Feb 2018 naǧí
Thomas King
Brilliant eyes opened wide,
sparkling orbs radiating incandescent light
upon the dark face of my loneliness.

A vast array of spectral wonders
dance just within the periphery of my mind,
like a beacon of hope
emitting a kaleidoscope of pleasing images
that soothe the inner confines of my heart,
just one look
and my life is revealed
within those loving eyes.
  Feb 2018 naǧí
Pradip Chattopadhyay
Keep distance, the Snail said,
I don't feel safe with humans around
and my pace makes me so vulnerable.

He took a deep breath and added,
do you ever feel my toil
to move from place to place
while the winds blow in gusts
and the world passes by like a storm?

My minutes tick like your hours
and hours days
as I climb the mountains of walls
cover furlongs of ground
rest and restart
never really knowing
where the path ends.

And you only add to my woes.

Your prank of a kick
rolls me back and down
all the way
to beyond from where I began.

A teardrop gathered in his opal eyes.

But it really doesn't matter,
a smile broke through the tears,

I see with all your pace
you're so far from happiness.
  Feb 2018 naǧí
Pagan Paul
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Walk toward the North,
your foot falls on solid Earth,
be sure of your way.

Fly away off East,
you are floating on the Air,
be sure of your wings.

Take a trip down South,
you are playing with Fire,
be sure of your skills.

Swim far to the West,
the sun sets over calm Water,
be sure of your flow.

Stand within Yourself,
connect the inner Spirit,
be sure of all things.


© Pagan Paul (20/02/18)
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