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love is rebel when maddening rush of waves in sea pound upon rocks obliterating all reverence and meekest lilies bud in deserts to destroy drowsy, shrivelled spirits of arid expanse winds hum a song and ballad of crimson bleeds from skylark's beak as millennia of smoldering agony melt the furnace of a gasping heart stomped upon by boots of time weary, tired of burning for this world i turn to you chasing the merriest dream shut against an eye of a frail romance, seeking a moment's solace in tender touch of your silvery hue lest my soul discern emptiness of my being and turn blind without caress of blissful light streaming down divinity of a paradise which shall be home to lovers in a moment something akin to blossoms fair and be named the marvel of a moonlit sky but how you only part with moment lapsing into oblivion like a stream housing ripples which fade into obscurity as you flowing ride seaward along noiseless breezes only to rest in nethers of a watery labyrinth and doomed to burn i part ways till my beloved's sleep grieves upon dark stillness of heart as garish rays burn alight; fill the land with a curtain of longing; await your blissful countenance at twilight beyond a chore of night and day indulge in gleaming splendour of a festival witnessed by angels and mortals alike amid fleeting tenderness that paints our wispy sky with a rosy blush, we seek each other wriggling along emptiness of space and hallucinate a glittering spread of stars half asleep or coy while celestial arena dumbfounded by our mutinous flight gazes at two Gods sailing, sinking in each others arms do humans plead and pray wrought with sorrow, wish away the ill omen turning glorious light to abominable darkness as if life betrayed the vanquished spirit of terrorized souls shouting, beating pots and drums should someone tell the world and those beseeching mercy from heavens escape is a wing endowed to dream through eyes of a lover which turn to riot illuminate the darkness of a lifetime's longing tell them dearie, tell them now to the chanting, screaming vengeful barbarians we're a tangle of coldly breathed sighs in lonesome nights a mad rush of blooming desire grew tired of servility wrapped inside the ring of black burning passion we are the embrace frozen in background of a singular nothingness for which seems like an eternity but which shall only last for a desperate twinkle of time while savoured feasts of memories brew in our being but long as we are bound baited to the hook of grand order crunched and gnashed under weight of divine province we will part in an eye's blink again like melody turned to a moan -- the sun

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For You?

Written by

tranquil

Published: Jun 17, 2014
LinesWords: 92464

Notes: faint and pale, vague as mist
in drowsing depth of shaded sky
gleaming sweet between the hills
you bless me with eternal light

tracing out the spiral steps
tresses silver pave the way
out in garden of my stars
beams of gold do so convey

tales of shiny mistress knocking
a door of white, still rustiness
awaiting night's crescendo
a valiant saviour - nothing less

though momentary interludes
fleeting glimpses, passing glances
shall slip away in an eyes blink
with churning spell of nature's dances

while night sighs of nostalgia
beckoned by call of time
reluctantly we submit
tremble with solemn goodbyes

as slender arms of dreamy beams
leaning dwell in treads of clouds
we'll dress the pitch of emptiness
all in eager lonely shrouds

-- the moon
Tags: #sun #moon #nature #romance #darkness #night #sky #light #eclipse #twilight

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