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Freeda Lobo May 2013
I dream of a day
Like the one I had before
In your arms I play
And cry for more.
Then gently go to sleep
Always by your chest
Wondering how do I peep
In the morning from my cradle best.
Still dreaming of those eyes
Of love and hopes ahead,
Sculpting a future that lies
Of the riches the world has said.
"To the one who would be identified,
By my name to you
She would bring to me, pride
Like leaves sparkling with dew."
I dream of a day,
The same weary eyes
Overjoyed they'll say
"How much ever she tries
To be bigger, bolder
She'll still remain my baby girl never older!"
Freeda Lobo May 2013
Sometimes we read
Sometimes we listen
Sometimes we see
Sometimes we recall

Sometimes it's just the person next door
Sometimes it's a random person down the street
Sometimes it's a long lost friend
Sometimes it's the one we hate the most

Sometimes in the cold mornings
Sometimes in the warm nights
Sometimes in you
Sometimes in me

Sometimes for seconds
Sometimes for an eternity

To be inspired, it doesn't take long
To learn from it, sure does.
Freeda Lobo May 2013
Shower of sparkling rays
On my dreamy face
Tear-smudged, messy hair
Wishing you were there.

Lost in your embrace
Bewildered by your gaze
Dumb-struck I stand
When I feel you by my hand.

Do I laugh? Do I cry?
Seeing you sitting by
Pinching myself to believe
Till I can relieve.

Starry nights without you
Now I breathe all new
The shower of sparkling rays
Amazing me through the haze!
Freeda Lobo May 2013
All alone on a starry night, was I
Not like I had none before
Longing for your arms around, was I
Waiting for you at the door.

My heart said it was hard
To learn that you left me
And then fell apart
Broken in anguish to be.

Love, it was, never a joke
Being with you was better than dope
Now I'm made to carry this yoke
All in vain and no hope.

All alone on a starry night, again
I stand - wiping my tears - bold
Your love shall I never regain
Your hands shall I never hold.
Freeda Lobo May 2013
Sometimes I wonder
I wonder why I cry.
Why are there thorns,
Under pretty flowers lie?

Why are there stars
And the moon so distant
Waltzing around,
In a space, never constant?

Why does a mountain *****
And a plain so straight?
Meeting one another
With every passing date.

Why do we hate,
When there's much to love?
Now that I know,
I take this vow -

I cry, therefore I laugh
I laugh, therefore I cry.
Life it will be, I apprehend
The same battle I forge till I die.
Freeda Lobo May 2013
The night’s just got stranger,
With you inch by inch closer.
I hear your whisper,
With each breath crisper.
Lingering in your long embrace,
Trying hard to cut off your gaze
The ******, the force down below
Imagine it soft and mellow,
Tears me apart, ripping me through
I've been *****, bruised and left blue!
Freeda Lobo May 2013
And I built it finally
A castle - so high, so magnificent
It reminded me of us
By the sea, that scent
Of our love, of our smiles
Of our never ending fights.

But then came that day
When the tide rose
Devouring my castle beautiful
Sweeping away the sands close
Everything died, everything collapsed
Under me, my castle, my love.
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