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Swan Song part II

(continued from part I) And I would have said I love you And I could have held your hand And I could have promised all the clichès About the moon and the stars and all the eyes can see And I could have labored with sweat and blood So as to weave you a life from the tapestry of your dreams And there would have been children And he or she would have had the intricacies of my mind Or he or she would have had the enchantment of your smile And I could have been there when time Has filled our faces with engravings of its years And I would have been there to offer flowers to the earth When it has come to claim you And I would have been there to witness your soul fly I only wish I could have told you of all these. Yet Fate is but a mischievous child Playing the possibility as if it was a toy The further want amidst contentment, Whilst tied to a bondage From which freedom is death, and death is freedom. Punishment is a unquenchable thirst, a glass of water Ice-cold, Unreachable at arms-length; And we have stood before face to face. Resigned, there is only wishing That if reincarnation is true By the next existence there is then Awareness; somewhere, somehow, you are. And with thus begin the search Even in ends that have never been traversed For even the slightest chance at a consummation That was never for this lifetime. I only wish I could have told you of all these. If my mind is a room, its walls shall be a mural, A collage of photographs of every single moment Where you were; And every angle, every corner, when gazed upon At any second, any minute, any hour of the day Shall be a reason for felicity. Yet irony of ironies, if yours was a room, Its walls shall be a mural; a collage of photographs Of every felicitous moment where you were. I, however, shall not be in any of those. I was never in any of yours.

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