Love shall never in ruin perish
For nothing quite like love flourish
that shall not shake and fall.
Love’s nothing quaint in form,
And in faith shall it endure through time
holding in storm and norm.
What’s past is present, and what’s future, too, is present in love;
Love’s no strings attached,
And that everyone regardless fetch
Till the moribund,
and as long as the azure clime lies above.
Copyright : Welkin Siskin
Unknown Omen
Unknown ghosts make a pass
Through the canopy of well-built tiles;
Were they a bunch of people or nymph-lass?
Sometimes they do pass through isles
Across the house; are they real apparitions?
Or a tale of a mind, hallucinatory and fictitious?
How could one scare off a form, shun,
And how could one avoid being ambitious
To know what they are; they have brought an unknown impatience,
And yet have created a dale of dreamlike fancy,
Will they go out of my way, my being and lanes;
Will they be a good omen forever and evermore be?
May they be, immortal and deathless,
If they come to touch, love and tend this being.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin
Time
Where did the time evolve
That our logic does not solve!
Where did he come to face
The time that had him debased.
Does the time bring herself to a close,
And with its light, spirited and lively bright glows
Ever and always let us experience the bright,
Going afar with its darkness, can it always be light;
In the eyes of many, will it stand as mosaic
And produce many patterns, and be poetic.
In the frigid drizzle of life, will it be a shade,
And with it summer solstice ever fades?
For the tides of summer ever create perspiring heat,
Will it all the way summer devour and beat?
For the time is what creates fuss and fluster
Let the dreadful hours go, let it not scare.
Time is such a ghost that loses its temper
And we are tempted for bad deeds, and lured.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin
You
This sun rises with the band of your colors
Emerged through the grins of
Your tender croon stirs the Nature up,
And a bright day sings
Enlivened by the sweet finish of your song!
The noon comes about
Embodied in your forms for me!
And bestowed upon I am with
I wish every now and then;
That I wished for so long.
The neon orange twilight comes
Wavering airs of your breaths gently in I pass by often time.
The darkest hours
And a dream’s
Whisper I feel in angel’s voice
Or, an apparition’s perhaps
That I ever wish to
But I miss every single bit of time
I am so wishing to know
Before I banish in my minds
This typical ”You”
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Love (song lyrics)
From where have you come,
In this fading twilight, dwindling light and transient dusk,
With fragments of joy, ether, and love?
And where are you going to be lost
Leaving behind the slew of talks
Leaving behind the whim of everyday?
For in love one prevails, for in love one succeed
For in love, and not parting, shall one rise,
Let love be precious, of gold and gem.
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Life
Life relents and life relents.
It needs no one; it needs fans.
Life endures
For sure.
Life makes a song
And gives a dong.
Life owns dreams
And it screams
Life seeks a touch
And the torch.
Let it be these ways
It makes roads, it sways.
Play it well
let it like winds swell.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin
Daytime
Light sun of the day
On every footpath lie
Illumines all that is dark
All nooks and crannies and all arc.
The day is full and brimmed over with light
Spring brings, as they say, better sight
With its flowers, redolence and colors bold
To behold all that’s glimmer and gold.
Spring comes out with all hope
Message heralds of a dove
To resume days done with time
To tread path, noble and sublime.
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Picture
Something triggers and you take a snapshot,
Tho’ far seemingly is man’s lot
Tugged beneath shred and shadow
Whatever life is, it is beautiful though
A picture of lifetime shall flashback
Even when the mortal frame goes back
To the main and lode and it shall bid parting;
All pictures shall be lasting.
Life is good,
Seeking after and meeting not
The dreams cherished by the heart,
The unending quest of eyes
Though seemingly further lies,
Life yet goes on counting blessings
And the soul and heart links.
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Nature
You have boundless
Endowment of the Maker
To put into pitch
The voice of Nature:
A rushing cataract passing
With ease through groves and briers,
Spring chanting joy imperceptibly
Moving through the pergola,
Murmuring air spurting into the space
Resulting in through tendrils and shrubbery,
Fullness of descant singing
Like the birds to take the sting out of dullness.
What a Maker that is
Whose strength is beyond words to articulate?
That has given rise to you,
Whose beauty hums like the bees
At the corner of a plafond!
Copyright: Welkin Siskin
Love and Life
Life devoted is god
Frankly, heaven above;
Devout to truth and be led
To cross all hard gates.
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Lifetime of love does dwell
In all heart, all pulse and all soul.
Fickle may go life,
But with love one is revived.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin
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