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Life's Song

Life's Song

May your wishes come true
And your dreams dress anew
May your sorrows be lifted
And all the joy come to you

But dear sorrow shall be sad
And she might just be mad
But she’ll just cry alone
Like an introvert lad

May you venture those streets
That casually greets
And gives you that wisdom
You can’t get from books and thieves

So it’s up to you all
If you rise or if you fall
But dear soul don’t feel lonely
I’ll be always with you







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Humble Little Me Humble little me wished to climb that tree The one with many branches. It stood tall by a certain plain clad in beautiful flowers Each branch split in many others And they themselves in many more I have perhaps climbed a little few or a few more. Humble little me always wondered How vast the tree it was! How many branches does it truly have? Humble little me could never take count. Maybe no one does know truly If it is 10 or maybe a hundred more. Humble little me as my mother always told me, Is a monkey and that is fine with me. Good climbers they are,monkeys, I always told mum. Art is my banana tree And I always enjoyed being bad, and free.
A Fragmented Heart Tell me sorrow, how long must you caress me? Will you not let go ever? Ever I wished, to befriend joy I would not say, I have been happy never. Intricacies of the human mind Can I ever even realize? For I have let go most wishes to Understand another human. Love always seemed to me like a far off isle Who's shore is all I ever could see Glistened my eyes like polished chrome Blinded by it's beauty. In metaphors I shall present Few words of truth Of how I gave away my heart to few The gift was refused I, confused Received the red and to my bed I succumbed Cried a lot, that I did Many a time when from all I hid My cushion has seen the most of me A fragmented heart Was always returned to me. I always wondered why it is so I still wonder the same. There are very few who love me truly Everything else seems more like a game. My mother and father has been there always And secretly my brother too. My grandparents have been the mos...