Summer

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SUMMER


Fires ablaze thus scorched eyes
These clenched fists-
Unchained by man.


Abysmal depths of blue surround
Untold truths- 
Uncovered by man.


Filament of gold doomed night’s hiss
Unquenched thirst-
Unraveled by man.


Drunken shades sweep hollow’s vein
The roots’ eve- 
Bestowed by man.


Red-flagged Fates abandon passions
Kiss of snares-
Refused by man.


Frantic souls embark on shadows
Hidden ires-
For we are men. 




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Spring

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SPRING


I walk along the path
Of flowers blooming with wrath
Wrath baring the marvelous beauty
That only an uncovering of a petal could give.


The breeze danced along my palm
Savoring my ode’s restless calm
Dancing leaves showered with dewdrops
Now blessed nature’s dear treetops.


Green grass soothe my aching feet 
No tears of joy would make it bleed
Sharp yet soft and smooth-it is their innate wit
Lucky am I to have carried their seed.


I am masked vulnerability with thine touch
The sounds of birds, the bamboo’s swishy hush
Only enkindled in me more and more
A kind of yearning hunger I cannot endure.


So that I gave, and run I dared,
Flying with the birds, floating with clouds’ fair
The horses ran after me, winds merely kissed me,
My soul will not be dared- no fear will I ever heed.




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Winter

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WINTER


Winter has come, my dear
 A time when promises soon will drive us to tears
The silence clings to the trees
Healing us of our ancient fears
Fears as boundless as the light on the stars
Stars that seem so outlying to human touch
Except the star-shaped immaculate whiteness called snow
Perching on my weak and dying palm.


And when the palm soon with abrupt Faith’s help
Gives up to its life that it loved more than the beyond
Fingers grasping for sweet misty air yet to no avail
Unveil the dark scheming secrets of the chilly winter
That it really is not as unblemished as it appears
For clearly, the star-shaped immaculate beauty
Tinged with the darkness of black dear Death
Has torn this grieving palm apart.

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