I saw you standing,
amongst the crowd,
lost.. looking for me,
in all places somehow,
our eyes met
and now i understand,
the spark is not over,
nor it ever can.
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I saw you standing,
amongst the crowd,
lost.. looking for me,
in all places somehow,
our eyes met
and now i understand,
the spark is not over,
nor it ever can.
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Let the heart,
beat a little more,
Let the smile,
glow a little more,
Let the laugh,
burst a little more,
Let the eyes,
see a little more,
Let the love,
kill a little more,
Let the time,
stay a little more,
Let the death,
wait a little more,
Let the inside,
live a little more.
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Enclosed in a room,
not too large,
with just candles,
to light the night,
he lays down all day,
looking at the roof,
and outside through,
a small window,
to the blue sea,
the sunburnt boats,
fishermen with children
and sometimes the dolphins,
as the night draws near,
winds grow cold,
the moon shines bright,
and then he like us,
starts to write,
In candlelight,
about the life he never had,
of places he never saw,
Children he never had,
he then tears the paper,
rolls it and throws it out,
in hope of being read,
by someone,
like us.
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I see you sometimes,
even when you are not even there,
I hear you sometimes,
even when you do not even say,
I feel you sometimes,
even when you are not even close,
I miss you sometimes,
even when you are not coming back,
I visit you sometimes,
even when you are buried and dead.
life lived on the lengths of sea,
tides and tenderness everywhere,
wind finds a way to the heart,
depths dissolved me somewhere,
eyes are eager for a tide,
a seagull across the sky,
I wonder if it is all true,
over an occult sea so bright,
I met a stranger,
in the subway tonight,
he seemed lost,
with tears in his eyes,
ragged clothes,
and a smell of despair,
his world seem fallen,
everywhere,
he sat in the corner,
and cried like a baby,
people didn’t care,
I tried,maybe
but I couldn’t bear,
seeing him cry,
so I went,
and asked him why?
He swept his tears,
and looked surprised,
didn’t say a word,
not a sigh,
took out a paper,
and asked me to read,
I read and couldn’t think,
how to leave,
he hugged me hard,
and sobbed again,
“Old Age Home”,
was his pain
a life now spent,
in utter regret,
as where did his love,
fell short in life,
why the end like this,
why tears tonight.
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The sea longs for a lost lover,
every beautiful night,
who was taken away from her,
very far out of sight,
Every clear night,
she sees him above,
among the stars bright
lies her lost love,
who conjures waves in her,
with his dim light,
she breaks down in unrest,
even with all her might,
the stars look at everything,
and quietly wonder why,
their love increases with distance,
every single night.