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I lie on the grass
The clouds sundered; abstract
And beside me lays a woman
Young and beautiful
Purple flowers sheath us
She swings and touches my face
I touch hers
And as we wonder about the time we spend together
The trees sway; uncalled for and calming
Pastel colors and feelings
I seek her
I always will
I won't forget and stop wondering
And the clouds will always remember too
In all of their abstraction
They will send me to you

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The walls are yellow
As the moon shines in a different colour tonight
Etching and scratching on the walls
Two lovers reminisce
And I look out of the window and see the white clouds, visible in the night sky like pretentious shadows
The universe appears to move slower
The yellow Gulmohar has acquaintance
And I for one don't
Melancholicly I will sing tonight, like the nightingale, and I will mark myself for her
For her, I will go outside and hack our names on the wide bark and wait
Till she hears my song and finally becomes mine;the moon changes colour

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As the calm sea hits me
I am reborn
Like the waves
Which took out time
To rise and fall, life like

The jocular Heron
Brown with slender legs
Hops around the shore
And pinches me
As I retreat

The coconut rolls
Sweet, wholesome and tough
And floats on my more calmer parts, which I am proud of, it is after all
My heart which holds my soul

And the lovers which hold each other
Through the rough currents
My mood swings; but if they leave
Each other, they will be lost and won't find themselves ever, again

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Faces upturned, the bodies
Float in what appears to be a
Pond, with the orange and red sky
And the water blue; There is

Competent darkness, which
Apparently abstract, holds the
Universe together, the pigeons
And sparrows chirp and build

Not nests but homes, and
Bless it with "holy water",
And the religious man, happy
Not thankful, boats away

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