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 May 2014 Gladys P
Chloé
Try it..
 May 2014 Gladys P
Chloé
Today's the day, A new day
The day we could change everything
Everything is going to be brighter..
One day
If we only try
..
Dreaming
 May 2014 Gladys P
amrutha
Maestro
 May 2014 Gladys P
amrutha
His words pacify my thoughts
Painting my busy mind an angelic shade of white
Upon me, he cast his spell
Gave me wings, a halo and set me to flight.

He walked up to his Piano with a smile
Within a minute, I could feel chills down my spine
The way he threw his head back
The way his fingers explored those white keys so fine

Lost in a trance, tears run down my eyes
My wish has come true because of him
Instead of crying because I am weak or meek
My tears I have devoted to music, my loyal mate.

How humble, how naive, how passionate
Despite the surrounding drama and his oscar fame
Words, he doesn't use them much
And to his enigmatic freshwater ocean of Music,
I am a happy slave.
To Sir A.R Rahman. His music is the reason I'm alive today. As long as I'm breathing, my heart shall dance to his tunes.
 May 2014 Gladys P
amrutha
ƒly
 May 2014 Gladys P
amrutha
She can see her dreams
But cannot reach out to them
She is the bird in an open cage
With wounded wings.
somethings really
gripe customers to excess
and in the griping
they seek redress
a box with five tablets of soap
isn't as it used to be
the size of the tablets
have been reduced
quite considerably
in years gone by
a bar of soap
had a fuller dimension
but nowadays
there is only smallness
in a tablet's dimensions
the customers are paying
a mint
for an undersized lathering bar
manufacturers of soap
must bring back
the larger bars
as customers
are voicing their valid
nah
nah
nah
nahs
it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone
it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone

it's collecting info on me and you
it's checking out everything we do
it plies a spying eye
in all directions of the sky
why oh why oh why
does it need to pry on you and I

it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone
it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone

people are freaking out
knowing that a drone could be about
they can't relax at all
the surveillance does appall
it's truly quite queer
how the government do peer

it's a drone, it's drone
a drone, a drone, a drone
This poem is written, to the Cream lyric "I'm So Glad".
 May 2014 Gladys P
Zoe
Cool Breezes
 May 2014 Gladys P
Zoe
The cool breezes stir
among the tallest fir trees...
dappled sunlight shines.
...
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