Thus you came,
From the fourth heaven with a silent whisper
I could remember your name
And for my state, you were the perfect visitor.

I could recall those moments
Utterly blissful; through and through
When you freed me from bonds and torments
For no other power I knew, but you!

By Pollux! By Castor! By Jupiter!
By all those things that reigned over pagan men
Thou art alike those deities I fear
Shall I thence swear by thy name?

Consume me as a fire
If thou art wholly divine
Lest may this flaming desire
Free my heart from thine!

Monsters must be slain by the head
So that the tormented can go free
But of this consideration I’m afraid,
“What if that monster is me?”

They sparkle but only for a moment
They excite many a withered spirit
They give a false hope of release
And a prevailing semblance of ease
Their realm is that of fantasy
And never once do they harbour mercy
So, the sufferer soon returns to his torment
For their promises are never concrete

Come forth dark night
And extinguish all features of light
I have sought the latter with delight
But I’m enfeebled by your might!

Reluctant tears roll down your cheeks
And all those fears obscure your wits
The joys around you are easily missed
And your life to sorrow, a portion is leased

It was enough for him to try
For they departed one by one
The abode was left clean and dry
And brilliantly lit by the noonday sun

Those four walls were his companions
So darkness was the result.
In that world were many unknowns
And many a thing to worry about.

He sees them every day
And wonders what keeps them at bay
He knows someday they'll return
And that he must be ready to run!

They curtail his flight
Yet he's near the first heaven
He starts to see the light
But the chills leave him frozen
He drops down to the earth
And despair fills his heart
He resolves to start again
And his efforts are blessed by the rain

The chills have engulfed me,
For I watched the flames die.
It is awful what I see,
And the sight has made me cry!

Warm winds blew on the thirtieth day of March
And all the coldness of men's hearts was expelled
The inklings of love that were ignited begun their search
And men of stone and crust were equally compelled

I whispered a thought into her ear
For there she was - close and near
But what I saw filled me with fear -
And down her cheek coursed a tear.

It's the image I see on my wall
And all the features I observe closely
The smile is like an ever sounding knoll,
That bids me seek that union boldly
My energies are well spent - I will not relent
For many joys to my life she's already lent

Her eyes sparkled with unfathomable delight
And her smile gave off an ecstatic radiance of light
Her speech did not betray my expectation
And that vision in its fullness was my only anticipation

They both saw what they wanted
And their minds agreed to the sight
But by those thoughts, they were daily haunted
And weren’t sure to call it 'delight'
The fire was kindled, so was the hope
And the racing of their hearts could not stop
They were afraid of the outcome
The ‘if’, the ‘how’, the ‘what had to be undone’
They battled twixt themselves but to no avail
And in the end, a pure friendship was to prevail.

She took a lifetime to decide,
yet the vision in her mind was complete.
All those feelings were hidden inside;
for words of affection, she could not speak!

I cried till my wells were dry
I moaned till I could only sigh
My past bred fresh fears
And augmented that endless stream of tears
I was alone in the wild
But in that perpetual darkness unable to hide
Then despair embraced me
And darker tunnels I could clearly see
Day and night were alike
For that darkness ruled with might
I uttered voiceless pleas
And in vain pleaded my release
Thus continued the days
Lost in a thousand ways,
I was resigned to my fate
And all hope would have been, but late.

But one day that ‘fairest sun’ rose
And warmed me from head to toes
Penetrated me to my deepest recesses
And supplied light in unthinkable excesses
That sun stretched forth its hand
And bade me rise with polite command
That touch and the resultant feelings
Brought fresh strengths for future dealings
I was finally free though it seemed a dream
And gladness filled me to the brim
My tongue loosened so I could speak
I longed to express my joy but my mind was bleak
I gloried in that resurrection – momentous yet subtle
And all around me, I heard whispers: “the feeling is mutual!”

If ever you are to fall
I will be tither to hold you
If  ever at dawn you call
I'll rise to you like the sunbathed dew
Close your eyes then, and imagine this
A life of love and unending bliss!!

He sees a face in that darkened night
It smiles and glances down at him
He's suddenly filled with loads of delight
Is this real or is it just a dream?
He motions to that angelic figure
Which stretches its arm in a friendly gesture
The touch electrifies his whole being
And dissolves the old life he's been living
The demons flee in haste
As the figure holds him to his breast
Is this real or is it just a dream?
But his eyes are open, he sees everything
A new spirit engulfs the man
He now longs for the day and its sun
The nightly moon grins its face
The stars rain down an extra grace
The company of the rain he'll still enjoy
But this time, the tears he'll cry will be of joy!

The sun is brightly shinning
The day is peaceful and calm
But in his heart is an endless groaning
An internal battle – man against man
He cannot smile, he cannot see the light
For those men inside always fight.

Bright stars paint the skies
The moon glows in men’s favor
But this man by night cries
He’s lost everything – even his honor
But in the night he finds some solace
For the darkness hides his face

Other men look forward to new days
But this man is tormented by the sun's rays
His face is burrowed by those endless streams
Which never cease – not even in his dreams
He longs and sighs for the rain
To mask all those tears and pain

But the rain seldom comes, it never comes
yet the tormenting flame always burns
Will his wells run dry, will he ever cease to cry?
'What is lost,' he reflects 'is already lost!'
Why then must he fight with this ghost,
Will he live to forever suffer, or must he die?!

When we met under favorable auspices
Starry skies and bright moon were the only witnesses
It was the dawn of a bright new age
New play, new actors for the stage
New everything - the old completely forgotten
It was like scribbling on fresh page
When this our friendship was begotten

When we met under favorable auspices
All I could see was smiling faces
The joy completely penetrated me
Then left me unnerved - longing for thee
Was it day or was it night?
All I could recall was the light
For it was blinding and surreal
I guess it meant our friendship was real

When we met under favorable auspices
In your mind were a thousand guesses
I wondered too - how close the deities could bring
Heaven closer and a marvelous song to sing
It was harmonious - a deafening symphony
I cried when my ears touched that melody
For it left my heart awed and asunder
And now, every fourth May, I shudder

I was imbued with sentiments of a most prime birth
I was struck to the bone and further to the heart
It was as if the purple curtains had come down,
On that still Monday morning of May
For, so were we actors in that play
And now, she's gifted me with the fairest crown

Though unnerved by emotion,
It was a bright and lovely day
The pain and all the devotion,
And the moments that we paused to pray
For that, no storm couldn't we abide
And so did we tread side by side

Now I sit here staring into a lifetime,
Filled with hope, joy and bliss.
I wouldn't trade for any a dime
A friendship as marvelous as this.
So, gladly do we toast to a thousand years -
To the ethereal, beyond mars and the stars

She is like the evening breeze
To which all hearts exposed readily freeze
Her smile is a permanent glow on her face
I carry that image to every place
Her heart - calm and laden with peace
Is there any as blessed as this?
Her eyes make the sun recoil in shame
The wind will pause when you mention her name
Her dress leaves the radiance of roses wanting
And her walk is to me a favorite dancing
A misnomer, but they say, "most wanted"
Who for me is splendor "most granted"
Mortal battles immortal in an eternal wrangle
Woe to me but not this slim angel
For in my darkness, she is the light
Even her shadow is bright!

The picture, melancholy
The paint, my miseries
No song, no symphony
A hymn but sad stories

New day, new funeral
No fireworks at noon
We weep before arrival
The tear - my boon

A halo of grey
Moon, no rain
Sorrows but nay
My heart they stain

There is hope a hundred fold
Hope for something we greatly desire
There is hope for a love untold
That it will yield what others will greatly admire
So the thing to do is to pray
That God will show and guide the way
For if white roses become red
Then a greater love has been bred
But bright flowers grow by a bright light
So that their growth can be prolonged in a darkened night
When comedians make audiences snigger
When trees from mustards become bigger
So it's not a thing anymore of grit
Nor to surrender to one's wit
But it's a thing purely of the divine
For in the end, that love will be yours and mine!

Heaven's now filled with comedy
No history nor tragedy
For heaven's known for the better
A place that never grows old
You partook naught of the nether
So in the former, we shall you behold
But, alas, you were gone so fast
Before our generation could spring to this crust
We miss you but not what you wrote
For in your writings, our pleasures are got
Now you have heaven for a fairest stage
No critics, no death, no tempest rage
So choose your plays carefully
That divine merry may last eternally
And when every Saint an actor you know
Send us on earth some scripts to show

From that world she came
(Known or unknown, no one cared)
Where those daily routines were the same
A moment to rest she was ne'er spared
Her palms bore the scars of her daily indulgence
The cracks in her heels was the other evidence
Daily at four she rose
Exhausted but always she was
Then after those morning duties away
To the classroom at midday

The journey long but what a relief
The moment sweet but only brief
Her hands and feet in a momentary freedom
From that sovereign rule of works' kingdom
She then rests by a roadside shade
Exhaustion another punctuation has made
She sighs taking in the breeze
In her mind wonders what life is
But up! To school she must run
For she remembers she has to learn

She is scolded for being late
And reminded of how punctuality to excellence is gate
In class, no place to sit
The classroom small, they all will not fit
She resigns, stands at the back
Her shoulders against that wall full of dirt
Those wide open eyes suddenly start to glitter
You can tell her heart is heavy
She then looked down to the ground with shame
And then from every eye, a tear came!

Light does not get us thinking
Shallow waters are no good for sinking
Love does not get us loving
But desire performs the act well
The fool rejoices in having
But has no story to tell
The money man takes to progress
When hard times press
The sailer thinks of the shore
When the waves heap
No lover is a sower
And yet wants to reap!

For all that beauty barely complete
And those feelings excessively discreet
For that temperament seemingly basic
A smile? Oh what dearth and defeat!
For these and all those things that aren't
I will love 100%

The figure I scarcely behold
The name too old to be told
The dimples create a tempting fold
From which he must be controlled
But why am I moved? Heaven sent!
I will love 100%

Heart pounding ever fast
Eyes down! All shame is cast
Must I love or must I forget
I will destroy and then beget
Then when all my guilt is spent
I will love 100%

Teddy my dear, when the leaves become yellow
Then know it is autumn
The season when my spirits are low
And my life short of fortune
But time flies as they say
So we hope spring will not delay
When the fields are once again green
And our beauties more clearly seen
But again time hastes its roaming
To bring summer heavily dawning
The heat is not for us to dare
For now autumn was a season more fair
That we dreaded but now is gone
Leaving me by my friend forlorn
Winter then brought us new wheels
Leaving us jovial from head to heels
We played about, sank in snow
It was then "Teddy," I said, "your love I now know."

A pleasant guest deserves a fair goodbye
Only if he promises not to stay
But if he so pleases your eye
Be not ashamed to say
For if in your hastily timing
You make him change his mind
Then later at your combining
You may each other remind
Of how goodbye leaves sad partedness
With nothing to repair the broken-heartedness
So farewell is never the word to say
For true friends will always stay!