We
were
strangers
for far to long,

We
had ears
for the same song,

We
weren't sure
what was right,
but we knew what was wrong,

Good to know a place
to belong.

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I lost my child hood face glow to get full-time wrinkles
But my innocence remains with me as stars twinkle

I still have memories yet those days are now long past
Petals of my body flower died but fragrance never last

I can't do all the things alone but together we can move
Love, Light and, share little things who need as dove

Loneliness, Rejection, Losing someone, Envy, and pain
Hurts, Everyone gets these things in life without refrain

Never look for beauty of skin only But look for loyal heart
For physical glory vanishes away when days-night apart

Each Morning God says of one more time to shine
Nurture your desire to follow the voice of soul divine

I wish you special face to see, bold beautiful and true
Your smile makes an inspiration to everything you do

I lost my child hood face glow to get full-time wrinkles
But my innocence remains with me as stars twinkle

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

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Watching the color of my dreams
Even In the darkness of mistrust
When they become invisible
But I can still feel them beside me
Like a dance in my heart
Like a music in my memories
Like the songs in my perception
Like the senses in my imagination
I will tell you all my secrets

But you are not to become your secret
Then you can live unforgettable moments, with elegance
Hearing in your heart
Serenity, joy, and happiness of life
Whispering from the mist
Kindness like a warm blanket of snow,
Softly covering and gently touching the inner dream

Changing our all rhythms into symphony of the cosmos
Listening to the color of your musical dreams
Without knowing the name of the tune
But then the sky merges with the Earth
When you enter into streams of my liking, as
I love the quote of Maya Angelou
''A woman's heart should be so hidden in God
that a Man has to seek Him just to find Her.''

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

read this slowly
in the intent to feel as though
your big toe stands on top of the highest peak
and attempt to spin
sweeping the air
and you are allowed to smile as wide as the sky above
and you may grasp the blades that make your shoulders
feeling safe,
you might feel alone.

.
Tapioca sky,

feel the knife curve
like a Moon-hook,

wrenching a tourmaline ****
into hallucinating gums,

ritualised in immortal agony.


Lemon clouds,

see the portrait smile
like a nightmare,

feasting on famine entrails,
of sacrificed words,

scything off the tongue.



© Pagan Paul (2017)