At times I happen to wonder what it would be like to wake up dead
and if in fact anyone could really wake up at all from such a dread.
Although there have been cases related by people of coming back
after being diagnosed physically or medically of losing life's track.
In particular those who recall going through a kind of light tunnel
or seeing certain things that resemble looking into a bright funnel.

It seems quite reasonable now therefore to assume an afterlife may exist
and that some people have been given a rare opportunity to say or insist
about what they have experienced on the other side of their earthly life
regardless of who they might be and what strange conditions were rife,
when they had that encounter with their own personal angel of death
and were for a while seen lying motionless somewhere without breath.

Out of our dream life we may also have similar experiences to relate
though it's often difficult to recall them or find the right words to state
about what one has been through or even seen after any such time
let alone have the desire or ambition to write it all down in a rhyme.
For some people it may turn out to be a shame or some kind of regret
if they just brush it aside, don't reflect on it and then try hard to forget.
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I.
Wake up my darling,
Your eyes I want to behold,
Empyrean turquoise.


II.
Wake up my darling,
Your ears I want to whisper,
Listen to my love.


III.
Wake up my darling,
Sway with me as I kiss you,
Your lips I'll indulge.


IV.
Wake up my darling,
Feel me as I enfold you,
Feel my warmth, dearest.


V.
Wake up my darling,
It's another new bright day,
To show you my love.


VI.
Wake up my darling,
Let me lock figers with you,
Jointly, we stride brave.


VII.
Wake up my darling,
Let me sing my love to you,
Feel peace in my song.


VIII.
Wake up my darling,
Wake up and savor my love,
This bond we relish.


X.
Wake up my darling,
Yesterday, now, forever,
Our love will not end.

IX.
Wake up my darling,
Together let's praise our God,
For blessing this love.




with love <3



© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.

The Flower Sellers
Rushing with their bundles

The Milk Vendors
Cycling with their milk cans

The Newspaper boys
Sorting out their packets

The Morning walkers
Warming up and stretching

The Chai-walas
Pouring out their teas

The scarfed mill workers
Speeding for their shifts

The vegetable vendors
Carrying their head loads

The Suprabhatham
Flowing from a distant house

The night shift workers
Returning home.

The Municipality workers
Cleaning the streets..

*The city is waking up
Or did it ever sleep?

I wait every day to die
But I always wake up

Wake up Mi Amor..enjoy the Days to Come
Life isn't a sprint it's a marathon run
Hold yourself together through the good and bad
As we ride the roller coaster of happy and sad
Emotions like the weather here comes a storm
Take shelter in my heart I'll keep you warm
We can take a trip..don't worry about money
Lounging on the beach..I'll feed you when you're hungry
A picnic for two with a good bottle of wine
You can relax read a book as the day unwinds
Refills of morning affection overflows your cup
Clear your daze..Feel my gaze..Baby it's time to wake up..