Before We Meet

Wen my heart feels better
And I am myself again
When the clouds shall part
And loving You shall be no pain

When the copper moon shall rise
I'll wake my sleeping heart
To let your stormy passion
inherit my lovelorn part

If You be the crackling fire
Then I be the moth to the flame
We shall drink passion's wine
And play cupid's lovely game

This is a prelude to enchantment
To give our Later life a velvet touch..
A pretence That You & Me are strangers
will help Us ride out of the stormy lurch

We are captives of fateful sensibility
And so we have to hide that forbidden fire..
Till our Souls are Liberated
& WE meet forever.................................

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Cemetry of Glee

i stud my words on this dark canvas,
my thoughts and grief i weave,
a shoulder, a hand, i crave for,
a secret in my eyes concealed.

a cry unheard, a heart that bleeds,
my soul dies with dead leaves,
demised my hopes, slain my aims,
engraved in chapters of life i read.

lifeless my passion , useless my fight,
conundrum of fate i perceive.
rosary of memories, my last belonging,
with the last prayer and plea.

majestic madness, seductive sadness,
gifts from God, received.
this untracked path i walk on,
cemetry of glee i reach...