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 Mar 2017
Darrel Weeks
The bending trees enclose
Below the vines we kiss my love
Fall back and be caught
My gift is the sunset
Sensual and warming
Yours is the pressing fingers
Into the hand
That created your perfection
For sound has colour
Sing and the voice raised will be divine
 Mar 2017
aar505n
Come a little closer, Love
There is something I want you to see
You can be the melody

Come a little closer, Lust
There is something I need you to be
You are the rhythm

So that I am the harmony
Between the soothing melody on top
And the hidden rhythm beneath

Love and Lust entwined just once
For one song, one dance
So trust in this chance

Come a little closer, now
There is something we need to do.
Let's us dance now while the music still plays
My love you are in me my love you are in my prayers
I sought you leaving rest all the relations and all affairs
It is all because of you I carry all blazon burning flares
When you are in my arms you dispel all the despairs

I feel all the strength I get from your warmth fortitude
You are glory of my company you are bliss of solitude
I have full faith in your eyes you are my real certitude
I have to carve your curves you  are  innocently crude

Let me take you to a place where no one be able disturb
My love you are so romantic, so gorgeous and so superb
Your charms are so attractive your sweet cheeks are blurb
Your sensual attraction takes me and makes me perturb

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
 Mar 2017
beth fwoah dream
i.

i await
the sudden
awakening
of colour, in
the straw air
the clouds of
yellow flowers
wrap the
forsythia in gold.

ii.

the land is
ivy and moss,
thick-blades
of grass bend
in rain so
light that the
grass hardly
weighs down,

the rain is a
bare breeze

a time-surrendering
blossoming of air.

iii.

you said,
i love you
and it meant
more than i can
say and
i cried for joy.

iv.

boy, with your
brown eyes
dark with the
wild brooding shore,

your touch is
fire on my skin

and i brood too,
wilder than air.

v.

a bird sings,
sings of wilderness
and beauty
and that a heart
must be free.

the white
sheets of the
sky are still
in their mists.
 Mar 2017
beth fwoah dream
we live in shadow-
lands, our minds
moss avenues,
cradled like a child,

i wonder where the air
draws her breath,
hair wind-blown with gazing
at a far-flowing sea,

eyes duskier than a rose
in the unsettled night,

whisper me your dreams
that i may find you again
boy of love,

whisper me something sweet
for the hate in this
world tears me apart,

the quiet night
scatters the seeds
of the dark,

scatters us to this
north wind
that plays in the
dry-grass ruins
of my heart,

dream of a white
rose, lying near
me on this
windy path,
that leads to the
sea, damp
with wet sand,

i thought i'd
see you, but
all i saw were
the shadow-
lands.
 Mar 2017
ryn
Will you stand with me at the water's edge?

As my beats quicken and intensify
Likened to the pounding of war drums
Fuelling the skirmishes within

As my lungs remain obstinate and insatiable
Voraciously consuming every breath till they overlap...
As if the abundant air wasn't enough

As my mind races out in a million different directions
Crestfallen thoughts layered upon angry ideals
Violated principles versus tattered resolutions

Will you stand with me at the water's edge?
And watch me as I choose between
extinguishing the raging fire
that burns in my heart and mind

Or drown.
 Feb 2017
Solaces
The lyrics of colors..


It was a field of beautiful flowers.. So many colors and auras, a dream within a dream.. So many reds to spread this crimson song that sings when the wind makes these flowers dance.. The blues are shy as they hide behind the reds not realizing they add the most beautiful lyrics to this quiet song.. The yellows spread their arms far and wide shining like 1000 suns.. The purples are mystery beauty that one can only behold under the white moonlight as it kisses the dark colored dream pedals that shine ever so.. The oranges blossom their sweet melody as they sing in chorus with all the other colors. And the angelic whites are so bright you swear that you see halos over them all.. Within this Galaxy of colors I come across one I have never seen.. In the center of this chaos of beauty stood one shadow black flower.. It stood alone colorless and sad.. As My eyes set upon it I realized that this one was by far the most beautiful of them all.. The shadow black star shined alone at the center of this galaxy.. This is the creator of colors.. Because without this there truly would be no beauty.. Thus beauty starts in the shadow black havens at the center of this beautiful song.. No matter how fast light travels its always greeted by darkness that has gotten their first.. This is the beginning..
This is an old post that I wanted to share with you again.
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