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Cover the sun
Cover the moon
Shrouding in darkness
The world calls you beautiful
But I need the light
Looking through a keyhole
World becomes smaller
A constricted view of the world
Lost the key somewhere
All the keys are redundant now
Within the four walls
Life revolves around the mundane
Only window to the world
Now hazy with perceptions
Now there is only one way
To look at the world
Holed up within the premises
But only to look though a keyhole
Locked inside aspirations
Never will the key be found
Write right
Never trite
Pen’s might
No fright
Heart’s bright
Soul’s flight
Blissful sight
No spite
Poet’s write
A pride
The red orb of light
Brilliant crimson shade
Flames of hope kindles
Wakes up sleepy skies
Once lulled by the moon
Now retreat to rest
Dawn calls on everyone
Birds in perfect symmetry
Making beautiful patterns
Winged silhouettes fly
Morning dwellers
Wipes away the dreams
From heavy eyelids
Takes them in handful
To set them free
Morning’s red orb
Pours life with joy
She hid behind her coat of red,
It covered all her fears,
She put the hood around her hair,
To mask and hide the tears,

She wore the coat of red so well,
No one noticed, more,
That she was sad, and all alone,
More than she was before,

Until one day, like any other,
Her coat of red so true,
Had somehow unexpectedly,
Turned a beautiful shade of blue,

Now any other day, she would,
Be upset and quite put out,
But she felt a little bit differently,
No more of her self doubt,

She took the coat, that was once red,
She shook and put it on,
She felt a glow of happiness,
All her tears had gone,

The moral of this story,
This moral that I tell,
Is no matter what the colour is,
You can wear it well,

Don't hide behind a coat of red,
Don't let it cover fears,
Don't put the hood around your hair,
Don't mask or hide your tears,

For in this world of rainbow coats,
There are people all the same,
Stop and smile, say hello,
Talk and ask their name,

They could be lonely and so sad,
So stop and make them right,
Make friends, be friends, it's easy,
Be a shining light.
drive me past the city limits
and lets lay on the hood of your car
you can put your hand on my chest
and feel my heart imploding
just like the stars we are pretending
to watch in the nights sky,
a million kilometers away.....
and already dead.
 May 2015 Geetha Jayakumar
niamh
I would take
Your pain
And make it
My own
One for my beautiful daughters
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