One flashback to count,As day passes by,As the twilight seems to shroud The distance skyline that further lies.Copyright:Welkin Siskin
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Assuaging Hours
The sandwich month is over,And the man is gonna stay sober Across the planet for sometimesAs they prepare for up coming festival, sometimes. The tree blossoms with red,And as the day fades,It seems yet captivating behind the yard,Making environs glad and freshening the lad. Diwali is coming to know door,And then man is gonna rockContinue reading “Assuaging Hours”
All Little Things
All little things is worth counting,No life is good that’s doubtingAll that doesn’t befit a man,All that doesn’t make man sane.Copyright:Welkin Siskin
Transience
Our sojourn should make us loveFrom the heart, with light not cast off;It should let us undergo our divine heart,And chanting love make us depart. Our fragile frame should make us love,Seeking light, casting off cries and sob;It should make us feel transience is gliding,To make us love with heart deepening.Copyright: Welkin Siskin
Voyager
Though we are guidedWe lead life unbounded,Not bound by time or space;We are voyagers, guess,Strolling in the pathways of life,Struggling for survival to revive. Though sojourn of hoursWe are eternals of time.We are the flowers Of beauty, love and chime.Copyright: Welkin Siskin
Envisioning
To see morrow begetTo behold eventide lightTo catch beauty at sightIs never too soon and never late.Copyright :Welkin Siskin
Human Gaga
We leave traces of goldAnd bittersweet epoch and saga,Our hearts even though bruised and soldTo the winds, we are verve, and human gaga. We are unbeatable rhythm of today and morrow,For we aim at though we sorrow In transience and lasting;Our longings a composed inkling. Copyright: Welkin Siskin
Omen
The feline ever it crossing my path,And rufous grey hounds in ugly bath,And crows throughout in rough and hoarse cry,Making the enthralling pulchritude all dry.I know not what these omens areFor this mind doesn’t need for;May be a despair’s sign it is, maybe a good luck.But I dream that these signsreally turns out to beContinue reading “Omen”
Otherworldly
One of bygones seems to hauntLike nothingWith deep fling, With deep incantation and vocal,The falling in the call of soul.Copyright:Welkin Siskin
Epitaph of Love (song lyrics)
Last as the sky, love,Until lasts the earth,Until all hillocks melt,Somewhere in the secret belt,With the heart that melts,And doesn’t in narrowness fails. Somewhere up the skyAnd down where the sea lies,Until all birth, until all death, Where thousand beauties beget.Copyright:Welkin Siskin
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