Pain in love is fake
For love makes you deck
Out and dance; love lost is done
Like days of childhood, life forlorn.
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Song of Life (lyrics)
Time flies in a wink of an eye
Feel therefore life as epitome,
Sing and then chorus of life,
Every split second dance and dine.
Dine with youth’s call,
Dine with heart and soul,
Love to the full and live,
Life is joy, life is fun, believe.
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Sing All (song lyrics)
Sadness is sorrow;
For precarious is morrow,
Singsong all that befalls,
The calling of the soul:
Sing of the heart and the soul,
Man’s life, man’s joy, man’s goal,
Deep and loud, sweet and beautiful,
Sprouting petals and blossoms:
Sing of the far sky, farness deep,
Silently and to furthest extent, deep
Sorrow and delight,
Catching all sight:
Sing with all you retain
Open your heart’s content,
Singsong all that’s yet to sing,
And live with joy, and with fling.
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Ebbing to the Far
Ebbing and flowing,
Surfing and Eddying
Purling, murmuring
We cruise into the interminable.
__ Welkin Siskin
Short-lived Life
Short-lived our fancy
But we quest after for beauty,
Deeply and deeply and deeply,
And fly up the sky invisibly, invisibly, invisibly.
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Smell of Time
Smell of our times
A dirty slab of stories
Been pendent at the threshold of time.
Something speaks volumes,
The enchanted parlance of newspapers
Hang beneath our elbows as foes
Dirtying our tidy spirit and souls.
We cut capers to the arc of tide
With loose fragments of unimaginable ideas.
Shredded our ideas and yet,
Sunken behind the skyline
And lost to debris of time,
We assuage lost periphery of our souls.
For we create, we live, we dance,
And we gambol in lengthening eternity
Of time-space heavens of delight.
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Immortals and Mortals
All immortal whispers the psalm of life
And gospel of truth,
All mortals are a bundle of metaphors.
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Will and Choice
All surprises come by our own will
yet we are governed by force unseen.
An redeems by his lot not,
And yet he is redeemed by his part
He plays, by all he does, and out of choice
Out of lot, out of God, out of sounds he make__ out of his noise.
___Welkin Siskin
Song of Life
Worship the Lord,
Devine with sublime heart,
And chanting, heaven-way depart.
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Usher Me
Hearing chanting and singing,
Litling, cadence and decanting
of the kingdom come,
I came to Thy being to become,
To be oblated by Thy elixir of love
Usher me to light, my Lord.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin
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