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 Nov 2015 Paul Hardwick
Myriah
When we kiss
It's like the whole world
Stands still,
And time it's like it doesn't exist
When I'm with you
I could ever get enough of you
You've got me hooked on you
Your in my veins running through my bloodstream.
Once thither was an ordinary town, ordinary life & an ordinary man
Peter his name and his wifey Rosanne
I wonder those days how love survived?
His dram brick house & a few chinks in a can.

A day of labour with skin burnt to tan
Reality surfac'd when struggles of life began
No longer the lovely skin, time couldst not be bribed?
Once thither was an ordinary town, ordinary life & an ordinary man.

Cheap food, handmade robe, nay meiny to fan
No ego, nay jealousy, working together in the plan
No paint'd faces 'r artifice and yet their love thrived?
Love - a soulful existence today cozen'd and lied.
No riches nay leisure but an amicable life-span
Once thither was an ordinary town, ordinary life & an ordinary man.

© Dr. PRERNA SINGLA, 26 JULY, 2015
The English Rondeau in its classical 16th-century 15-line form with a rentrement (aabba–aabR–aabbaR)
 Nov 2015 Paul Hardwick
winter
finally, she became her own inspiration
Listen to the forest's heart pulsing precariously,
   a sensation eliciting the whispers of elegance  
for can you not hear such beauty
  romancing upon the ashen trees of midnight?
Even the moon shines its rapture
upon this graceful dance of the earth
as its gentle pounding heartbeat
steadily generates the nature
of this world.
Hold me close, it's so cold
Make the first move, I'm not that bold
This cold weather do I loathe
So with your warm skin clothe
Me
Be
My covering tonight
No honey, let's not fight
Arguments do us no good
Be it about money or food
Hold me tonight
Hold me till the morning light
 Oct 2015 Paul Hardwick
Born
Why
Why must the truth
be turned upside down

Why is this a problem
a problem that will continue to be a problem

now is when you must hold your fate in your hands

now is when you must hold the bull by his horn and drag it to the ground
.
.
.
.
.
your fore father's
tried to be responsible
responsibility got them in the grave

You've been provoked
beyond endurance

You've been tortured and maimed
beyond pain


In his words bob Marley said
*don't give up the fight
Click of...., no words yet
I lost myself like the way my silhouette loses itself in the darkest shadows.
About two limbs have been decapitated.
Two more limbs within the minutes.
My heart tries to move a step ,
But I am restrained.
God only knows , I love you
Reaching for cloud 9.
There's no ending to a rising cloud.
Heat trickles waves,
causing me to lose my embracing hands.
What am I going to achieve?
Turn my head into the other direction  ,
I look forward into mist.
Dreaming is a beautiful fantasy.
A wishful reality..
I feel you , but yet your rising star
There's no stop to a moonlight shimmering.
God only knows I love you.
What am I going to achieve?
As I dream , they become nightmares.
Memories becomes a ticking clock.
Sorrowful sacredness silence formed.
As the walk began to nowhere .
There's no cure for heartache.
God only knows I love you.
As well he knows what he is teaching.
Although there's no way to get inside a stubborn soul.
What am I going to achieve?
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