Rise

Rise,

after every fall,

for all your falls are barely a fraction,

of the number,

the sun has fallen,

and risen again,

spreading light on fallen souls,

from that first lost being on this planet

So Rise.

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Awaiting the storm

You are a traveler,

who awaits the storm,

by the afternoon window,

of unspoken words.

Soulmate

You come to my life…

like the long lost melody of my soul,

like my heart’s forgotten scroll,

like the cool breeze after summer rain,

the one who cradles my pain,

like the traveller walking on sunshine,

who brightens my days,

and lightens my nights,

You come to my life.

 

Bewitched

Your shades of green,

has bewitched the nomadic souls,

to ponder in their daydreams,

for years.

 

I was once that faraway traveller…

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I was once that faraway traveller,

Walking miles through distant lands,

I was once that hopeful dreamer,

Holding imagination in my hands…

I was once that summer breeze,

I was once that wild storm,

I was once that sun kissed sky,

And I once knew, where I was from…

now my home, lies in your heart.

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I was once that faraway traveller…

I was once that faraway traveller,

Walking miles through distant lands,

I was once that hopeful dreamer,

Holding imagination in my hands…

I was once that summer breeze,

I was once that wild storm,

I was once that sun kissed sky,

And I once knew, where I was from…

now my home, lies in your heart.