Angel

Angel

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Cold Were His Mornings,

Darkness Had the Keys to His Door,

But Dawn Broke One Day,

When Her Face, He Saw,

Her Hands Brushed Away The Worries,

That Had Fallen Over His Eyes,

In Her Voice, She Carried Him Peace,

That was Oft Missing in His Life,

Freedom She bought Him,

Her Eyes, Sharing His Thoughts,

Memories She Returned Him,

Of Goodness, He had Long Forgot,

Blissfully He Gazes,

Witness To a Beauty Without Par,

Yet, Woe Begets His Heart,

That Has to Love an Angel From Afar...

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She

She...

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Eyes Of Pearls,

She Uses to See,

Wavy Hair,

That Rivals The Sea,
Her Lips a Brilliant Red,
Next to Which the Finest Roses Fade,

Walking On Air,

She Seems to Float,

Causing Me on Her To Dote,

Since the Birth of Time,

The Sunset Sky,

Has Managed to Lay Claim,

To Be The Most Beautiful Sight,

Till In this World, She Came...

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An Ageless Reflection of a schoolboy's Infatuation.....

Katherine Perumal; 21 Oct, 1946 - 13 Apr, 2006

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Dear Mother,

Four Years Have Not Dimmed Your Memory,

Every Detail, Every Nuance,

You Remain in my Heart Impasse...

I Remember Your Warm Smile,

Ever Ahead Your Weary Eyes,

I Remember Your Steadfast Will,

Regardless the Harshness of Life,

I Remember Your Discipline,

That Gave me This Cognizance,

I Remember Your Tears,

Shed for This Young Fool's Dissidence,

But Above All,

Dearest Mother,

I Remember Your Sacrifices,

Your Life's Ever Present Cadence...

Thru You,

I learnt to Give when I didn't have,

Learnt to Share when there Wasn't Enough,

You Showed me a Bad Hand didn't Matter,

As Long as I Played it with a Laugh...

To Explain How Much I Miss You,

I Could Learn All Men's Languages,

And Study The Soft Whisper of the Wind,

I could speak The Speech of Waves,

Master the Song of Falling Rain,

And Still Come up Wanting...

Dear Mother,

I Struggle To Understand Why You left Then,

The World is Bereft a Heart Too Kind,

The Sun May Have Set On Your Life,

But The Twilight Remains in Mine...

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I am Unable to title This Poem. It Speaks for Itself. I miss you Amma..