Fun (Song lyrics)



Life is transient and time fleeting
Swim across the main
Opening all gateways to fun.

Drink and dine
With wistful souls
The youth of the heart.

Drink yet the bittersweet hours of youth
Defying with all that time brings,
A bitterness of soul.

Play all the while
Sing all the while
Dance all the way.

Live and relive with joy.

Copyright: Welkin Siskin

A Scene

Constellation streak across
the meteoroid-burst night,
A shade of bright dark
Is laid over the ceiling,
The earful of air
extricate from the thick
of trees, leafy boughs
laden  with night flowers.
The beauteous part of the day
is dropped to the lowest
of dreadfulness.
Copyright :Welkin Siskin

Engrained love (song)



From all these longings
Ingrained with passion and light,
If ever a shred of hint should come,
Or fragments of voice whisper,
Or a tiny trace of whereabouts,
Or an image hazier or blurred,
I shall, with all feelings possessed,
caress you.
And when you are gone forever
Like a beautiful breath of a transient life,
This unheard of love shall resound your name,
These feelings shall weave languages of their own
To adorn your beauty forever,
And the lips of words shall touch upon your soul.
@ Welkin Siskin

Worship Song (lyrics)


Let my Lord rise and abound
For I have truly found
Grace in Him and His Gospel
For He has cast in me a magical spell.

Let the Lord rise and abound
Up the heaven and deep down,
In my untoward fate and fame
For the Lord is no fake, and no sham.

Let the Lord rise and abound
And cast aside the darkness that shrouds
And cast aside yet the shallow
And cast aside the cloud billow.

Let the Lord rise and abound
Let His teaching cross all bound,
Rise above the sea and mountain
And let my lost soul in Him contend.
Copyright:Welkin Siskin

God (song lyrics)



In trouble we pray to the lord
Our polestar, our prime mover god,
With an aching heart and aspiring soul
And so do we as humans dwell
With prayerful lips and a chanting heart,
And consign Him lord to oblivion not.

With all the heart we love god, mighty and inspiring,
The call of man’s soul that sings dong and ding.

Our stories are led but not with fate,
For we make do and we beget.

We beget the best of time in God’s love,
A voice of heaven above
Merrily chanting the martins of the morn;
And shall it until the dusk lasts, until the sun.

Copyright: Welkin Siskin

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