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Desire

Desires are but the vapor of motion,

One breezes in when the other is shunned,

One drops in as another is bidden parting off,

And yet the heart twines a desire for love

Of unknown ease ever so often.

Desires are but the carcinogen of easeful frame of mind,

Making one bustling in the wishes of unusual lane

Of varied twists and turns.
O, desires are but the silent toxoid of life,
Bit by bit flaring out its extreme bites!

Live not the life of desires ever thus,

For desires are the cause of loss!C

Uncovering Life

Though we come up above through
sorrows and delight,
And lead this life with bittersweet moment,
And by virtue of which we counter both,
We are yet not left to the lurch
by the paragon of life:
we lead it both stepping on the edge
and at the side of it.
We counter many—we counter many dense,
And in the thick of life we uncover
the gist of living.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin

Happy Diwali 🪔

Comes every year the festival of light
To stir up our lives to delight,
To dwell by the last word it owns,
To be kept from dark to shimmer in brights
And as wind is found bold, unwavering that never groans,
The festival is paean to recondition humanness, love, fellow feelings and, above all, our undying spread of love for God.

Copyright:Welkin Siskin

Wee hour (Song lyrics)

I hearken your firmest,

reassuring voice
In this witching hours
Falling down to my bed
As the voices of the divine
Manifesting hopes
With pleasing succession of sounds
One after other.

Immortals

Immortals brim their socket of eyes
Over with love for all, but the mortals are a turn of phrase.
Whether the intervening thing play domain or not, guess,
For they play with their subjective self roulette and dice.

Copyright: Welkin Siskin

Sad song

If you’re going for ever tonight,
Let me know. I will assist you:
I shall beg the moon to shine its face
On the footsteps of yours,
the clasps of oceanic water
tiding in the spark of the lights
Between their fizzing, striken chests
Sound deep, rich, complaisant songs,
This torpid, spiritless night to be kind.
If parting is forever,
If you can come out saying parting as vital,
There is no alternative to wishing you a farewell.
But when you recall the story again,
Do not lament over for the past
this present shall turn into soon.

Song lyrics

The pulse of love goes on forever

singing the songs of immense joy,

The heart of love knows no bounds of happiness

with music the love throbs out from the pulse,
The palpitation pulsates the beats of love,

And the body lifts up to the firmament of the void

with plentitude of ease.

Love is the bed of roses for a pleasing life.

Story

Language Untold

What if flowers are untrue, dewdrops precarious,
For our walks untoward, perilous.
What if our language of the heart is untrue
For we seem to with language do:

Pray the Divine with all heart
With chorus as musical and art?
For to love be true, our language must be
For we the truth in language see.

Our ancients the crafters of language,
We do with it until we age;
Contend our souls with it
And we the truth seek.

Will our books be true
Left for us in few
Fizzling out with era’s falls
To understand our souls.

Man opts his pearly gate
With lost, wanton fate,
For he plays rings and colors
Oblating dewdrops and flowers.

Copyright: Welkin Siskin

Song lyrics

Transient as the rainbow colors
Time fleets and goes,
Life springs and flowers
And as a withered tree bows.

Transient as dust bunnies goes a dream thus,
Play foul, and callous the fate does time
A whim for each one of us
To sing and dart, to cruise and rhyme.

Copyright: Welkin Siskin