You are the enchanter of this heart,
A sweetener of this being, depart
Not; you are the cynosure of this eye,
The most sublime of all, the epitome.
Love is true and it is pure,
A whetted heart for sure.
Fetch love, for what lies above
Is a great darting bird.
You are the paragon,
A being of virtu; never shun
The love of the heart, for it shines with you,
Softer as the morning dew.
Leave this being dying in your love,
Permeate your verve and vim, and never part
From this heart; this love is unbounded.
Love until lives shrivel, until they fade.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin
Seeking After
I’m seeking not for a primrose path,
Not for a life that destiny makes a wrath,
Seeking for my own ways
That keeps me from bad deeds always.
I’m looking for a splendid, imposing life
A journey of cumbersome nature,
With whole lot of doubts and strifes,
Yet they to go away in some of life’s hours.
I’m looking for a life unprecedented,
Where a magic kind of thing gives glow to it,
I’m looking for a new, fresh life, gregarious and social,
Where the heart finds joy, and glory it begets,
Living the life of saintly, and all.
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Snowtime
Snow on the tree and ground,
On rooftops and ventilators, on yard round.
The week is going to happen. A beautiful scar
Of nature on patios, deck, branches and car
Gives a good taste of nature’s pleasing beauty.
Discard not to take a picture or two; don’t play folly.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin
Craving (song lyrics)
Days passed but could I uncover you not,
In the realm of my heart
I kept seeking with all heart
To never let my time become worst;
I sought of you passionately.
Let me seek of you ever and not discover,
Let this crave goes forever
For the whet of love is sweeter than love itself.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin
Life
If life were dream wrought with soft touch
And it were but from the Heaven ever,
And if dreams to life ever joy bring,
And happiness be its mantras,
With many forms shall it dance,
With arms wide and unentangled wings.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin
Eternal
The heaven shan’t our purity retain forever,
And no might shall reframe our frail cadaver,
Shall no graven image hence,
or an elf,
Ever stack up against thy self.
For no Time begets for herself a second,
And never the Transience endures as a beckon
Of Love’s eternity,
I shall through heart feel thee,
whatever it might be-
As my Time’s Immortality.
And delicate when my life turns
Struck with the noiseless foot of Time,
What inferno or blaze burns
To our love-arcadia may come,
Shall the tempest never swing our clime.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin
Moment (song lyrics)
No good are hours falsely led,
No fate good that does not beget;
No time sweet that sings no song,
And no life good that does not belong
To sweet, all-pervading, true god;
No life of truth, nor of lot
Is life that dies out in ugly tale,
No life is good that does not sail.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin
Comes a Day (song lyrics)
Comes a day in life to wake
Eyes lost in sorrowing and fake
As farce, as facade as silent dark,
With the songs of eventide lark.
Comes a day as broad daylight
To open our lost, stranded sight
To come along but all the pains
With new, fresh, heavenly gains.
Comes a time beguiled by hope
To dart as the twilight and aurora dove
Smooches the last breath of life
With all feelings, brimmed over and rife.
Comes an hour as fraction and second
With untoward, sweet, both lanes.
Be a lane thus sailing to the distant
Into the profound, into the far extent
Copyright: Welkin Siskin
Many Many
There is pleasure in imagination
And pangs of conscience in entity
And acrid mode of being in existence
And contingency in reality
To live beyond where the mortals dwell
And to imagine life heartedly being the immortal
Could never thy life foil you
To reawaken before all.
(C)Welkin Siskin
Spruce Up
Spruce up the world
With cardiac feelings and soul,
Spruce up then all patios and deck
All thickets, rivulets, Rapids and the lake.
Spruce up life as such with gold
With pure, anointed, true soul.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin
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