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Priya Patel Apr 2011
Noble and strong
Out of nowhere a knight
Rode into my darkness
And filled me with light

Slowly he dared
To enter that place
Where I had been hiding
Afraid to show face

A dungeon of sorts
Hiding fear, hurt and pain
He battled with courage
To enkindle again

The nightmare behind me
In sweet dreams I tread
My heart is now burning
I've healed where I've bled
Priya Patel Apr 2011
To touch to sense
to feel to hear
he whispers my name
and I am lost
Skin to skin
fingers to caress
his eyes seek mine
and he is lost
His breath to mine
my sweat to his
the sighs unite
and we are lost
Priya Patel Apr 2011
Fallen Petals

Time has turned
And change is imminent
Together now separate
The petals have fallen

Anxiety into fear
Of the pillars leaving
We have changed direction
But the petals still fall

I will not leave
the petals I have bloomed
I will hold them together
Soon a flower once again
Priya Patel Apr 2011
My tale begins in a magnificent place
Where legends are created and given a face
About a little black fish from a far away land
Searching for light in a living space

So mighty the fish to give a hand
To rescue the seas from a darkness unplanned
The rainbow of colors that was once plain to see
replaced with dark shadows floating above sand

The fish named Shazhad was prince of the sea
It was his job to keep bright for all eternity
The living seas by dawn or by night
The absence of light is a mystery

He swam through the dark, such was his plight
Shahzad flied through the water like a bird in flight
Up ahead, something was gleaming in the sand
Finally, the little black fish found his flashlight
Priya Patel Apr 2011
I live in a box called torture and pain
It's made of materials like sorrow and shame
the walls have deteriorated and soon will fall down
It's becomming harder to smile, all that's left is a frown
If anyone can hear me, please pay me a visit
I am no longer in control and I am ready to give in
This box that I live in is one of a kind
This house that I've built is all in my mind
Priya Patel Apr 2011
Pencil or pen in the hand
On the paper it shall land
Every word a story will unfold
Taking readers to legends untold
Rhyming lines the secret potion
Yes, poetry over motion

Over and over letters collide
Victory when poetry decides
Every pen needs paper to confide
Readily in heart a poem shall reside

Movement of words across the page
Only your thoughts taking center stage
Trust in poetry to sing to your heart
In all it's motions, it will soon start
Opening doors to rhythmic places
Now and then to different faces
Priya Patel Apr 2011
The words, they jump right off the page
Imagination all the rage
To feel as if you are right there
Adventure finds you everywhere
The book you pick is how you gauge

The princess locked up in a cage
You are allowed to go backstage
Be the judge of how she will fair
The words, they jump

Allow your heart to take the stage
Be the hero who saves the sage
Fun and adventure in the air
Open a book, read if you dare
Respect the library with care
The words, they jump
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