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Song is but lifeTo evermore be rifeWith love and fraught with truth,To finally attain fruit. Susurrus of yard, and murmur of front porch,Cars on the park and grudge,Silence the thought and feel all,Experience on the yard your soul. Sing the days thus goneAnd sing it merrily on the lawn,Sing yet the shaking of leavesWith aContinue reading “Songs of Life”

I love her now in this early brightbrimmed over with bloated breezeIn this scene where the tremulous soundsof birds reecho, In the sluggish flux of air lifting up a tune,making an enchanting melody of her own beauty.I love her now and hereWhere the sky radiantly glowIts golden hues and cast thinLines of rays passing throughContinue reading “In This Scene”

Beneath where the sky lies,Somewhere down the silence seek,All hopes go on and on high,As one prays with his lip, All truth deeply touchingAll passion burst in doing,Nothing left so fetchingThan all man’s fling.Copyright:Welkin Siskin

What is this life two day’s,Though memory of playing on hay,On the open lawn and the greenland,Days recollected of time spanned. What’s this life temporalIf not redefined the soulLasting as said eons and agesAnd not cross Heaven’s untoword fences. What is this mortal frameIf not to frail hope reframeWith deep mantras of lifeTo evermore ourContinue reading “Captivating Life”

Every little thing is yours, LordSung in every gust of breath,Breathed out as flame,Sung in every matin of the morn. Every spur of thought,Every strife to know youPulsate in this beingBeing a harmony,A symphony of everyday,A psalm of life. Copyright: Welkin Siskin

Thinkers are makers,For they make-do the new,They are not just sayers,For they stand as a few, Among many to undo bad and do good,Play by with right karma and fate,For they are singers of bass and lute,None have the world like them beget. Copyright:Welkin Siskin

In the nighttide do I hearVoices of the inner soul,All the manly fate I bearWith all that takes me to goal.Copyright Welkin Siskin

Hark this baritone sung deep,All bass singing songs sweet,In the night deeply cared forFor the time is uncalled-for. Harken yet all silence with passion,For there’s whole lot to learn,Learn all and shun allAnd remold the sacredness of soul.Copyright* Welkin Siskin

See all with love eyesful, Never tend to man fool,Fool like anything sadly,Deceive no one badly.Copyright: Welkin