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Gold Digger

GOLD DIGGER
                  Once, a gold digger I met.                              
With passion, the goldmine all night long she dug   .

                What a way to discover a talent
                 A grave digger she became.
 For, her grave she dug, whilst for gold she dug.

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A Heart of Gold,

A HEART OF GOLD
A
Symbol of a
Seraphic being you are,
For to the hopeless, without a
Behest a chest of hope on a platter
Of silver you offered, and the cold
Maimed, with your fur, warmth
You gave.

To
The feeble minded
In the battle against cruel fate.
Courage for conquest you gave.
To the ravenous innards, through
The darkest ravine undaunted
You trod to feed.

The
Cleaved hearts from
Belied oath of love,
Solace, found in your
Salving speech.
The solitariness fissured hearts
In your companionship suture found.

Nothing
Have I seen,
That you would begrudge
For a heart of gold you have
Even your life, you would as lief
As the celestial liege give.
For his nature, in you reflects.
He, though, just a pearl had, but on 
The altar of love down laid him.
For the hallowed carmine from his
Sinew our flaws to blot.

Oh
How like the sun you are
For though we are by distance barred.
Yet, the warmth of your benign rays
Here I feel.
 
(DEDICATED TO THE GIVER)

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Everyday Is a New Day

EVERY DAY IS A NEW DAY 
Though in a dark crucible 
Cruel fate for you.
A hearth built 
And for the crow 
of the cock, with 
frail hope 
your dawn  waits. 
Disheartened though 
for your dreams 
By a dark veil 
of vagueness wreathed, 
And your easterly 
light, dark fate eclipsed 
But never with the eyes of yesterday 
into tomorrow gaze 

For everyday, a new day is
The morn, a new hope it heralds.
And it’s benign ray a courage for
Conquest over cruel fate it brings. 


Cloaked in sulleness 
Robed in nadir
On you, eerie fate 
spitefully smiles, 
for a dark thorny path 
To your eyrie 
it carved for you. 
And even for a glint of light 
you grope. 
And oft time into the ditch of 
futility you fall though. 
In your impregnable dreams 
find a strength to stand 
But, never stand, for behind 
To look, but to ask yourself why.. 

For everyday, a new day is
The morn, a new hope it heralds.
And it’s benign ray a courage for
Conquest over cruel fate it brings.

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Cloudy Sky

CLOUDY SKY
Cloudy sky
Say no more to us
About rain to come.
For acrid are your lies,
And by your rhetoric speech
No more are we enthralled.
For, this perennial drought,
On pages, in archives lies.
For rain to come,
In vain revelry the farmers wait.
For no wages, like a serf in the
Corn field they toil.
Your oath of fealty you scorned
And in the belly of sectarianism
It erodes.
Cloudy sky.
Say no more us
About rain to come
For the seedlings from drought’s
Heat wilt and by the arbor of your
Cloud eclipsed are the dreams of
The saplings, etiolated in gloom 
 For sunlight they grope.
Cloudy sky
Say no more to us
About rain to come.


Cloudy sky
Say no more to us
About rain to come.
For horrid are your lies.
See,
The fettle faces that cheered
You to the pinnacle now shrink
From dearth. Wane, once glaring
Eyes in their hollow socket cringe.
Languid now are those sprightly
Hands that lifted you from the craddle
To your apogee.
From your wanton revelry the thunder
Claps and into the serenity of the famished
It cuts as with parched throat for the opening
Of the sky’s door for even a trickle they wait.
Gnarled children from famine on the scrawny
Backs of their mothers berth,
And with baleful eyes for them
The scavengers wait.
Cloudy sky.
Say no more to us,
About rain to come.

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Reflection

REFLECTION
In trance I leaned on the window
Of yesterdays, overlooking the dimly
Lighted memory lane and my eyes grubbed
For those faces that groped with me through the
Hazy thorny path to heyday.
Some of them, to the passage of time, serfs had become.
Some in the fabric of futility repose, some under the
Arbor of the leafy bough of tree of fulfillment berth whilst
Some, to the dirk of mortality helplessly had fallen and to the
Ravenous scavenger fed, on the platter of their six feet allotment.
Dead though, but deathless eternally they will remain in my psyche.    
                                                                                                                             
Scavenger is symbolic of
the grave because it only
accepts the dead.

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Hell Is Cold

HELL IS COLD
Dirge,
Deluge of thoughts,
Sleepless nights,
Fissured heart, depict
Your skewed companionship.
Now I am on board the ship of solitude,
Shore of quietude of heart bound, for freedom
From the serfdom of your sickly love.
But my solitude a symbol of hell you called and
For your absence, in  loneliness you said I writhe.
If hell is no more watching you chortle in another
Bloke’s duvet and not being there any more to hearken
To your glib speech when you amble in at twilight
Then hell is cold.

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-picnic Time

A
Time I yearn,
For us to the Riviera to go
Where mellow by the shadow
Of your mystique I would become.

A
Time, when louder 
Than festival drums our taut
Hearts would as one beat and in the
Deepest sea of revelry swim.

A
Time when
My ravenous heart
With a scythe in hand through
The ravine, it’s feet to your heart,
As a bed of roses, would hasten,
For it’s fragrance to harvest and relish.

Oh,
Picnic time,
A time in a sequestered scenic
Rivulet where my sullen heart
Into a languid inferno would plunge
By a sensation that would be propelled
By the sight of your sexy lingerie,
By your spandex bared.

A
Time,
When our fissured hearts
Would suture and as 
A leaf helplessly falls, in love
Would we again fall.


Entered for carol brown's sponsored contest, PICNIC TIME.

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Prayer To Destiny

A PRAYER TO DESTINY
My destiny,
My ever present,
Invisible,
Yet invincible companion.
Wings like an eagle
I ask of you to give me.
So, above mount of haze
And beyond the cloudy sky
I could soar and nestle.

In the vale of haze
For a steep I ask of you,
To a plane higher than
The baleful eyes of haze.

My feet, my destiny
I implore you to hasten.
In the midst of gale of cruel
Fate, to a tranquil plane of
Harmonious solemnity with
My heyday.

From the saturnine vale
My destiny.
For rescue, to you I look.
My heyday, eclipse from the
Dazzling ray of vague fate
The death  knell of cruel fate
I implore you to sound.
From the knit of fabric
Of futility unravel me,
And from the shock of blow
Of bleakness absorb my fabric.
Till my heyday
And till doomsday.
Amen.

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Sunrise

SUNRISE
Sunrise, hasten
Your feet to come
For in you the blossom
Of my heart berths
Dusk, the mirth of my heart
Has cocooned, and in frigid
 Warmth for sunrise it yearns 
For my sunshine to bring.
Sunrise come for my
Sunshine to come.

Sunrise come, come 
Quickly I implore
For in grub for the warmth
Of my sunshine through
The thickest of all nights
My heart gropes.
Sunrise come for my
Sunshine to come.

Sunrise come swiftly
For my sunshine to herald.
The obsequies of my loneliness
I beg you to come sound.
Sunrise come and let my
Sunshine emerge to suture
My solitude cleaved heart.
Come sunrise and let my
Sunshine come, enshrine 
And kindle my heart
For, like an ember my
Heart now is.
Sunrise come for my
Sunshine to come. 


Sunrise come 
And let my sunshine come 
For dusk phlegmatically on 
The frigid, thorny path of 
Loneliness on a harrowing  
Voyage, my heart it has taken
Sunrise come for my 
Sunshine to come.

Sunrise hearken
To the call of my somber heart.
For like when to dawn the
Crow of a cock calls, to you
My heart calls.
Sunrise come for my 
Sunshine to come.

For when sunrise comes,
My sunshine’s fragrant
Rays like a myrrh through
The key hole of the door of my
Doleful heart in would filter.
The door of my heart will I
Open and in deluge of my
Sunshine’s mystique will I bask
And from the serfdom of solitariness
Free will I become.
Sunrise come for my 
Sunshine to come.

Though, when sunrise comes,
Soon the sun on my sunshine
Would again set and in a swift 
Gone and dusk my sunshine
Would supplant.
 
 
But while it tarries it’s
Sumptuous presence will I relish.
Sunrise come for my
Sunshine to come.

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Piercing Eyes

PIERCING EYES
                                                                              My
                                                                          Ineffable
                                                         Inferno like emotion for you
                                                I tried to bare, for no longer could I bear it.
                                                                      But I could not.
                                       I made to run, to hide far away from you to a sequestered
                                 World of fantasy of my own where this feeling one day enfeebled
                                  And dead would be and its corpse the hearse into the nether world of
                                Illusion would lower.But on time this insidious desire in my eyes,
                            Flawless, so genuine, you saw and those salving hands of yours towards
                                Me  in embrace sauntered,heartsrings pulling kisses, caress abreast 
                                    Behind ambled and my entirety thru the sky of ecstasy scudded
                                        And in gratification nestled.To those eyes of yours eternally
                                            In gratitude my knees will bend, for only piercing eyes
                                                         As those could this sensation lurking
                                                                   In the caverneous depth
                                                                             Of a heart
                                                                                 Bare.