April 16, 2009
April 15, 2009
Smiling sun
Yellow leaves
Feathery pillow
Evening breeze
A pink rose.
Orchid buds
Soapy water
Gentle raindrops
Floating bubbles.
The last star
The first dew
A smiling sun
Thoughts of you.
April 6, 2009
in vain
She with her silver cool air
She with the black hair
Plays with life’s poker
Gambling it all together
She with that golden smile
She with the caring eyes
Laughs in spite of her curse
That I did come here first
She with her blackened soul
She with the heart of gold
Sticks with loyalty for long
Till I sang her the last song
She with the friendship band
She with her loving hands
Gave all to me in vain
And left when I am sane
She who hates empty seat
She with her harsh lips
Proud and strong she walked
and took along her charm of luck
Plays with life’s poker
Gambling it all together
She with that golden smile
She with the caring eyes
Laughs in spite of her curse
That I did come here first
She with her blackened soul
She with the heart of gold
Sticks with loyalty for long
Till I sang her the last song
She with the friendship band
She with her loving hands
Gave all to me in vain
And left when I am sane
She who hates empty seat
She with her harsh lips
Proud and strong she walked
and took along her charm of luck
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