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"Drawn by the silhouette of clouds beneath the afternoon sky;
Magnified by the sounds and letters from three decades back;
I clenched my fists and released my fingers as I --
-- recalled someone dear trapped in the fortress of dusk..
Seemingly, behind that exquisite, Sangley, goddess-like eyes --
-- rests a familiar, ancient, total shade of woe;
It is hidden; securely locked like a grave of mines;
Enthralling -- I must say! But Oh no!
It fashions many different plots that are left untouched;
Like the mountains of the Ancient East;
Like the meadows of the Northern Lands;
And like the stars beyond the midnight bliss.
Her art of concealment magically secretes a strange element;
That both repels and attracts their own harmony;
A condition in which only a few would comprehend,
and fewer wouldn't judge its ever-rare quality.
A forlorn attempt to escape reality...
But I don't even know the story;
Every word she expresses in melody --
-- encompasses sorrow and misery;
Lot would name it as 'Sadness' but couldn't see...
Doldrums - it is a different dimension;
Far more dramatic as it appears to be;
Adjacent to the nothingness of plain horizon.
And I haven't seen the seabed of this ocean;
But I do fathom the depth of this emotion;
And how I wish I could assist in repressing its current;
Poseidon -- he wouldn't want an easy submission.
But He, who architects the balance of space and matter,
Delivers a message to determine its purpose;
A purpose that has to be studied with care;
Little by little, all the rivers surrounding your ocean has to be re-filled;
But the passage --
-- it wouldn't rest unless you move all these hordes of rocks;
Until then, gently let it pass through;
And the tears you treasured the most will sparkle like a dew on grass; and,
-- rejoin the nature;
The calmness of the waters will free.
Remember that an attempt to annihilate a storm is opposing His will;
Move closer to the center of it and focus;
Face to face you'd realize; the silhouette of clouds are your fears;
But as a child, you were taught to dance with it;
And........
You did laugh.
--- crescent
"
Magnified by the sounds and letters from three decades back;
I clenched my fists and released my fingers as I --
-- recalled someone dear trapped in the fortress of dusk..
Seemingly, behind that exquisite, Sangley, goddess-like eyes --
-- rests a familiar, ancient, total shade of woe;
It is hidden; securely locked like a grave of mines;
Enthralling -- I must say! But Oh no!
It fashions many different plots that are left untouched;
Like the mountains of the Ancient East;
Like the meadows of the Northern Lands;
And like the stars beyond the midnight bliss.
Her art of concealment magically secretes a strange element;
That both repels and attracts their own harmony;
A condition in which only a few would comprehend,
and fewer wouldn't judge its ever-rare quality.
A forlorn attempt to escape reality...
But I don't even know the story;
Every word she expresses in melody --
-- encompasses sorrow and misery;
Lot would name it as 'Sadness' but couldn't see...
Doldrums - it is a different dimension;
Far more dramatic as it appears to be;
Adjacent to the nothingness of plain horizon.
And I haven't seen the seabed of this ocean;
But I do fathom the depth of this emotion;
And how I wish I could assist in repressing its current;
Poseidon -- he wouldn't want an easy submission.
But He, who architects the balance of space and matter,
Delivers a message to determine its purpose;
A purpose that has to be studied with care;
Little by little, all the rivers surrounding your ocean has to be re-filled;
But the passage --
-- it wouldn't rest unless you move all these hordes of rocks;
Until then, gently let it pass through;
And the tears you treasured the most will sparkle like a dew on grass; and,
-- rejoin the nature;
The calmness of the waters will free.
Remember that an attempt to annihilate a storm is opposing His will;
Move closer to the center of it and focus;
Face to face you'd realize; the silhouette of clouds are your fears;
But as a child, you were taught to dance with it;
And........
You did laugh.
--- crescent
"