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Freeda Lobo Jul 2014
When the world is broken
And all that lies of it
Has been taken

When all your needs
And all that you've loved
No one heeds

'Cause all you earn
You'll find in them
When around you turn

Your family, your paradise
None other, never shall be
Your kingdom in heavenly disguise.
Freeda Lobo Apr 2014
It was a broken toy
Till I met that boy
Who gave me another one
Patched up and done.

I broke it all over again
Till it made no sense nor pain
Patching, mending, restoring -
All he did, throughout spring.

We laughed, we played
Under every sun and shade.
It snowed, it glowed
Feeling it in every node.

As natural as it seemed
Never turning out the way I dreamed
Came a day, like a bird
I left town without a word.

Waiting for the day we meet
Once again in summer's heat
He'll mend my heart, that boy
With his love, sweet and coy.
Freeda Lobo Mar 2014
She assumes I don't care
And all that she does
Ends up in cruel despair.

She puts up a show
And buys me a bow
Until she feels empty, sad and low.

In a box that I chose
That smells of orchids so special
Lies the bow, like a rose.

For all that she ponders yet knows not
The times that we've spat and fought
Will remain as memories that shan't rot.

For on a pedestal she stands
In my heart, deep and within
'Cause I'm an angel in her hands.
Freeda Lobo Nov 2013
The silences, the whispers
The sound of the shell
The clinkers and the clunkers
All join to tell
A tale untold, yet never forgotten
Of a girl and her beloved
Lost in the mirage of the ocean.

They sit, they stand
They walk, they glide
Vouching their love
O'er every star and tide
Holding hands in trust
Making memories right
As the world bids farewell
And sleeps a good night.
Freeda Lobo Sep 2013
Sometimes, I wish I could get through
Sometimes, I wish all this was true
Sometimes, it feels good to live this way
Sometimes, all I get are days of dismay.

Why do I seek for reasons unknown
And fall prey to feelings untold?
Why do I let people disown
And hide away the pain, standing cold?

All I wanted was me and you,
Running through fields of holly covered with dew.
All I wanted was me and you,
And each day of our lives would rise up new!
Freeda Lobo Jun 2013
Broken, cracked and shattered
Little by little, in pieces it fell
My gift to you
Of love, laughter and patience
Wrapped in satin, framed in gold
Reflecting what I had for you
My trust, my ego, my self!
Freeda Lobo May 2013
Beauty in your eyes
Love in your arms
Heaven at your feet
You are definitely the one I'd seek,
May it be in my joy or grief
Though my stay with you will be brief,
You remain with me I believe
In my heart and soul;
In making me whole
Counting every step I take
Till I'm inspired to be the one I make.
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