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 Feb 2016 Earl Jane
DaRk IcE
My mingling dreams
Hang nonchalantly
In
My
Heart
Dangling in full view of my
Desires with
The
One
Love in my
Life
Hearts of red colour
Rise from
My chest
And cling to
Him
My loving eyes seek the moon
And stars
In his
Heart
My soul grasps his entire being
My breathe syncs
With
His
My love has awakened and will never
Die until death
Do
Us
Part
He holds the key to my heart
Only he can make it
Beat
The garden is planted with love
And
Care
The flowers bloom for
Us
And only
Us
The rest of our lives we have
To enjoy
The fruits of
Our
Love
 Feb 2016 Earl Jane
Àŧùl
Eliot York,
I want you to read this,
Quite stark,
This queer query is.
I wonder oh I wonder,
Just why it is called so,
Why is it so named?
Why is it named Hell O'Poetry,
When the Heaven O'Poetry it is?
Such a paradoxical name it has,
Contrary to its reality the name is,
We enjoy every bit on this Heaven.
Just kidding.

My HP Poem #1033
©Atul Kaushal
 Feb 2016 Earl Jane
k
Us
 Feb 2016 Earl Jane
k
Us
I'd rather hold onto
the memories of people
gone than try to untangle
the broken strings.
I've never been the best
at delicacy or alusiveness.
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