I Write...

I Write...

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I Write To Remember My Joy,

That Those Moments,

Will Remain Eternal,

I Write So These Words,

Dress My Wounds,

And Make the Pain Bearable,

I Write To Remind Myself of Love,

For those Times,

When Its Warm Comfort is Scarce,

I Write to Appreciate Beauty,

To keep In my Life,

Its Grasp,

I Write to Feel Freedom,

That In this Script,

It Can Dance,

I Write To Confess my Sins,

That I Might Meet,

Forgiveness' Glance,

I Write so Someone Out there,

Can Take Comfort,

That They are Not Alone,

I Write So She Knows I'm Thinking Of her,

When I Can't Pick up the Phone,

I Write So You Might Know Me,

When My Lips Have No Adage,

I Write to Leave a Piece of Myself,

For When My Book,

Reaches Its Last Page...

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Come Home...

Come Home...

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He asks if She'd Return,

Her gentle Lips Part with Maybe,

I still have to decide, She offers,

It is not that Easy to be Free,

As the Door Shuts Behind Her,

The Soft Click returns Reality,

A Jarring Reminder Some Dreams,

May Never be More than Fantasy,

His Heart Slowly Crumbles,

As it Beats Heavy, Against His Chest,

He Sinks into his Chair,

He Sleeps, but is Unable to Rest,

His Guitar Rings Blue,

As This Silence, He tries to Bend,

He turns To these Pages,

And Bleeds Slowly thru His Pen,

Every Thought Drifts to Her,

Heaven's First Perfection,

Is it Providence To Befriend Angels,

Or Cruel Fate that Belies this Elation,

The Memory of her Smile Steadies Him,

The Light in her Eyes, Glowing Warm,

Engraving Hope, in His Faithless Heart,

That She Might One day, Come Home...

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Love is...

Love Is...
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Love,
It is,
The Moon,
That rises on a Starless Night,

It is,
The song sung
Beneath the Window of Love's First Sight,

It is,
The Whisper of a Breeze,
On a Summer Noon,

It is,
The Warm Fingers of a Fire,
In the Winter's Cold Gloom,

It is,
The Ray of Sunshine,
That Breaks Dark Clouds,
And Colours the Rainbow,

It is,
The Dew,
That Caresses Spring's First Rose,

Love,
It is you,
It is me,
It is the Descant That is Us...

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This is a poem, I do not feel is complete. There are still a good many things in the world that exemplify Love to me, and I hope to share them with you here.

Faithless

Faithless

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The Drowning Dream,

Of Sleepless Nights,

Shattered Smiles,

Waiting New Morn's Light,

Wavering Whispers,

Hailing Helios,

To Ferry to His Window,

A Brilliant dawn,

To Save Her Vestments,

From Pools of Hope, Now Shallow,

Faith Has Since Departed,

Of Love,

Mirroring His Ardour,

His Poverty Born Not,

Of Want Of Money or Power,

A Poor Man, Heart Shorn,

Love's Cupboard Bare,

Nursing Cracked Lips,

Dried in this Drought of Despair,

He Steps into the Rain,

To hide the World, From His Tears,

A Shell,

Hollowed and Faithless,

Tainted,

With Pagan Prayers...

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Rain

Rain....

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Come Hither Rain,

Firmament's Loving Tears,

In Thy Grace, Wash away,

This Foolish Man's Fears,

Flood This Heart,

A Barren Landscape, Rived,

Ferry Back Seeded Sands,

Replant a Meadow of Life,

Reverent, Behind this Window,

Gazing at your Poignant Descent,

I implore Thee, Heaven's Gift,

Bathe Me With Love's Consent...

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Simple Wish

Simple Wish

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I speak,

Yet No words Form,

Illusions Consume my World,

As Ill Fate Conforms,

Fate that Love Begot,

Of Fate that Life Forgot,

Two minds of Single heart,

Weighing Measure Of Love,

Or Of Practical Depart,

I beseech Thee, O Providence,

Smile in my Favour,

That I Might Reminisce,

In her Smile's Fervour,

The Glow Divine of Her Eyes,

Bequeath me Soon,

That I may Gratefully Thank,

The Bequest of this Boon...

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Silence

Silence

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The Silence Deafens,

His eyes Search in Vain,

He Feebly Voices his Appeal,

For Someone To Ferret His pain,

The Void in His Chest Resounds,

As in this Empty Room He Sits,

Strapped in an Electric Chair,

Waiting for Someone to To flip the Switch,

The Silence remains Haunting,

Ripping His Mind's fragile Seam,

His Fears dance in the Shadows,

Circling, Stalking and Mocking Him,

Solace, He has long forgotten,

A Memory, Distant, Tattered And Faded,

Only this Silence remains Enveloping,

A Rhythm, Lonely, Twisted and Jaded......

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Lucinda

Lucinda

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Draw Near,

Lady Lucinda,

Smile Upon Your Vassal,

That Gratefully I may Pay Homage,

For tenement,

In Your Heart's Castle,

Dip Your Hands,

In my Tribute,

In This Chalice,

I bring Love's Laughter,

Draw Your Fingers Closer,

If You Would Cup this Water,

These Tears,

A Simple Gift,

Gathered of this Loving Heart,

Hold them with Care,

Dear Lucinda,

As from this Piece of Myself,

I Part.....

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A Prayer

A Prayer

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Lord I offer,

A Prayer to Thee,

One I humbly ask, You heed,

Each night my mother,

Lays down to rest,

Her Body, Her Mind,

I pray you Bless,

Let Not a A single worry cross her face,

Comfort my angel,

In the warmth of your Grace,

As long as the Stars,

In the Night Sky, Glitter,

Sweeten her Dreams,

Till Honey seems Bitter,

Remove from Me,

And Grant unto Her,

Weigh All Scales,

In My Mother's favour,

O Lord, Think Not twice,

About my request,

And All other Wants,

I will Keep to my chest....

- Ganesh J. Perumal, July 1, 2005

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I wrote this, One July night, after having spoken to my Mother. 10 months before She left this place. I read this poem today, and remembered how I felt when I wrote it. I Quote myself, So that I will always remember.

"Yesterday i spoke to my Mum..It brought a smile to my face...I really can't wait to see her...I love that Woman Sooo much..I only pray that i can be the son She Raised....."

Yesterday

Yesterday...

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I Think of Yesterday,

A Memory of Love,

Edges Tailored With Bliss,

A Canvas of Peace's Cove,

Of A Yesterday,

Spent Lost in a Rapture,

Called Away by Freedom,

Secured In Love's Armour,

I Dream of Yesterday,

Her, That Loved With a Smile,

She, That Walked with Serendipity,

The Lady,

That Weaved the Passion of the Nile,

If Tomorrow Had But a Moment,

Of Yesterday's Poised Grace,

I could not Help But Blush,

Witness, To The Return of Love's Face....

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