Enjoy the rise, the fall follows,                                                         ­                                     
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 joined by sighs, that come
tomorrow                                                         ­                                 
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In the limelight, the sun
shines                                                          ­                                                     
   In the twilight, stains of red wine                                                             ­                           
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Beauty fades, just like real love                                                            
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When we age, we see what we're made of                                                        
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Children grow, if you let them,                                                            ­                    
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Children know, what we teach them                                                             ­ 
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Like the ebb and tide, and seasons changing,                                                  
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everything in life is always rearranging

Beating
Like a host
Turned heart
During
Transubstantiation
Spirit
Made flesh
Made flesh
And the wine
Pulses
And pumps
Like it did through his veins
Till
Longinus
Emptied the water out
Obvious now
What it was all about.

the siren girl is singing
motioning for me to
join her in the water
her voice is so
captivating
I jump off the edge of my boat
I land in the water
beside her
she pulls me under
her voice so sweet
I almost don't notice
the water filling my lungs

Nothing hurts more

than hurting the person

you love the most.

Forgive me if you can

or see me die in pain.

I will find a way
to your heart
or die trying.

A symbol of love,
my nation's pride,
a gift to the world,
built by Shah Jahan
for his beloved Mumtaz.
Fulfilled the promise
he made to her,
built a unique monument of love
to stand the test of time
where they now rest side by side,
together forever.
A reminder -
love exists in the real world.

The heart always speaks -

but do we always understand?

When happy,
she heals
with her beauty.

When angry,
she kills
with her fury.

poetry is the quiddity of me
it is so intertwined with my soul
that it is woven into my heart
I could never abandon this
it is my other half
it is me
words flow from my mind
and onto paper or a screen
it is part of me
poetry is the quiddity of me