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Falling, easing, pinging over the night
the rain’s shadow,
throughout the horizon
running between she and me

The leaf has reflected the inclined light
dropping her tears from the flight
nobody has meant it to care,
though I am in fear

The gleaming days have gone
I have made my passion too done
but she may be quite undone
and the fire of spring has made me to burn


Falling, easing, pinging over the night
the rain’s shadow,
no more turns can’t green her meadow
As if the pale sky kisses to sorrow  

The rains shadow,
throughout the horizon
running between she and me
falling, easing, pinging over the night


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**@Musfiq us shaleheen
Falling, easing, pinging over the night
the rain’s shadow,
throughout the horizon
running between she and me
What is good about the night
When the wind stops blowing in fear
Alas tomorrow will bring its own fortune
But the coldness is shy in the midst of rain
How close that you are far away
Night has fallen in the shelter of your warmness
Goodnight my Angel

Do not disguise your Angelic terrain
In the shadow of care tainted with ease
Pain has disappeared and sorrow no more
Birds cry in fear of the hunter
And the story- teller weaves the rainbow
As the children look in admiration
Goodnight in the embrace of love .

Goodnight to you my Angel
As you close your eyes do not wonder
Dreams are real and bitterness away
And if tomorrow should come
I will be there and behold the twinkle
For togetherness we have been
And I will elevate you to the stars.
 Sep 2014 Karen Newell
Tryst
Try as you might
You cannot wash away
All the hurt inside
Without losing yourself

Just ask the sand
On the riverbed
What it recalls of
Being a stone
The shining stars are sunk in darkness deep,

The weary sun is dead at night,

The moon’s soft smile doth fade anon;

But still my soul is marching on!



The grinding wheel of time hath crushed

Full many a life of moon and star,

And many a brightly smiling morn;

But still my soul is marching on!



The flowers bloomed, then hid in gloom,

The bounty of the trees did cease;

Colossal men have come and gone,

But still my soul is marching on!



The aeons one by one are flying,

My arrows one by one are gone;

Dimly, slowly, life is fading,

But still my soul is marching on!



Darkness, death, and failures vied;

To block my path they fiercely tried.

My fight with jealous Nature’s strong,

But still my soul is marching on!
 Sep 2014 Karen Newell
Tim Amaru
U know I used to love her beyond words..
My mind and heart caressing her curves..
I didn't know the real her, she was disguised as a dove.. But I guess that's what I get for messing with
birds..
But I'm stronger now, After a long search I found a new me, a gift well earned, through the pain I lost myself, but trust, she was a lesson well
learned...
I know I've done my share of dirt, some say I've always ben this huge flirt,
But there's just no way I could have ever caused u this kinda hurt..
I've noticed a few new smiles, the pain is slowly leaving, something good has ended, but something better is now beginning..
You said you'd always be there, No Matter what, & that your love was unconditional, that you'd be there till time came to a end..
But I can't dwell on spilled milk, since I always doubted those statements u made were true, I'm actually seeing the positive, that I'm much better off without you..
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