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If you want to write a poem about the Sun
Make your way to the horizon before the morning comes
On a day that is clearly not a cloudy one
Pick yourself a rhyme before he comes along
That to me is the best way to get it done
If you want to write a poem about the Sun

If you want to write a poem about the Moon
Try these simple steps to help you through
All it is that you have got to do
Is throw yourself into a midnight attitude
And watch in the sky for the moon to wink at you
If you want to write a poem about the Moon

If you want to write a poem about the Stars
Find an open field where the sky is dark
Away from the city lights and the running cars
Lay upon your back for the view of Godly art
Enjoying as they make their way spark by tiny spark
If you want to write a poem about the Stars

If you want to write a poem about Love
Then you'd better know about it well enough
All the in's and out's with the down's and up's
Still you'll barely scratch the surface of
But never in your life should you give it up
If you want to write a poem about *Love
When the day is done
the sunburned moon
breaks down on the lonely river.

Glistening in her tears
the river carries her away to the sea.
Lord, here I am
Unfit to tie your shoes
Still on my behalf you move
When I'm not sure of what to do

You comfort me
You comfort me

Lord, here I am
The blind man at the gate
Not able to see the way
You hold my hand and gently say

You'll comfort me
You'll comfort me

Lord, here I am again
The woman at the well
My sins explain themselves
They are mine and no one else

Comfort me
Comfort me

Lord, here I am
The man beside the pool
Needing healing too
Help me find healing in you

As you comfort me
Comfort me

Lord, here I am
The thief that's on the cross
With the right words I am at loss
As my sins you pay the cost

Which comforts me
Yes, you comfort me
 Oct 2015 Bharti Singh
ThePoet
Trust is heavy
in weight and it
is too great a mass,
it is the foundation
of love and yet
as fragile as glass

Trust is easy
at loss but so hard
to be regained,
because once it is
broken it will
forever be stained

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Hands creep up
Eyes look down
Blouses fall
Nations shout
Sit still, sit still
Through it all
Little girl,
The madness
The media
The justice
The rave
Sit still sit still
Through it all,
The politics
The disgust
The dismissal
The frowns
Sit still sit still
Through it all
little girl
sit still sit still
*Through it all
...satire
Can you hear me?
I call,
Everyday.
To you, to him, to them.
Can you hear me?
I sit here,
Everyday.
I don't have much to say.
But, will you listen,
Anyway?
You can walk away,
They always walk away.
No one ever stays.
But,
You could.
Yes, we could talk,
Yes, us.

Will you stay?

Wait!
Don't go away!
Wait.
Don't go away.

Come tomorrow.
I sit here,
Everyday.
You can listen,
To what I have to say.
I call,
Everyday.

*Can you hear me?
Sometimes i think i love you only for the poems.
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