Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} LoveLorn: THE BALLAD OF SIERRAS love besotted in my eyes; where shall I find you...O my divine goddess... the sierras are so forlorn without your eyes; smile with my kiss.. you have been the only one; said for the love-stricken heart.. everywhere I see; is your faint smile... your faint aroma lingering; onto the eternity... eons have passed beyond my reach; I shall tread upon yonder vale of mirth... where shall I find you; in this life??? I shall stop for your smile; if it is in my destiny. you shall bring me joys; lest I should wander across the green lust.. with your woes dwelt upon my heart; I shall shed tears of rues.. I shall come to you; this life or &nbsp;another Autumn Spring: THE POETRY OF SEASON Springs come in my mind, hasty thoughts meandering; &nbsp;&nbsp; Autumns are the yellows, make me feel willow;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; My heart wandering in the lost direction, settled upon the creek; Had found your visage in the clearness of the water; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sounds of your song echo about my ears; &nbsp; Travelling in the thousands of the ways, where it lived; &nbsp; Found no other nights to cry, it slept in the wrath of the cold snow; &nbsp; Somedays had been in my memory, to have you by my side; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; In the cold winter night, by the blazing fire; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The strewn leaves in the haven of the earth; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Smelling of the sweet rains, aroma of soul in my face; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I lay upon the wet floor, and see my smiles fade away; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; With you by my eyes, I see you go away; &nbsp;&nbsp; Times are gnawing on my sweetness; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; My smiles are crawling through my face; &nbsp; Where in my dreams, in my thousand wishes; &nbsp; Shall I dwell upon the memory of the Autumn Spring. &nbsp; &nbsp; Linear Equation: THE SUMMARY OF MY SOUL The slumber engulfs me; in its mystic embrace, &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The hunger engrosses me; in its mundane monotony, The love overwhelms me; in its divine envelope, &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The tears leave me; in its drained melancholy, &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; But O Milady! &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Since you entered the threshold [of my world], &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&lt;literally&gt; Everything&nbsp;seems &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; to have eloped, with all the mediocre of commonplace, &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The placid whisks of =====&gt;&nbsp;&nbsp;[morning glory], &nbsp;&nbsp; Leaves me in the (mirthful crevasse) of utter surety, &nbsp; I, hereby, pronounce me a beautiful soul, &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A colossal array of power; the elite of mirth, I am strong; I do not debate upon the matter, I am happy; I do not wish upon anything, &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; for it to fade away, let the time flow, &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;the disavowal of every thoughts, I pray thee, O My Lord! Keep me in the sanctity of sanity, &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; and that of thousand bliss ! ! ! &nbsp;You and I: THE STORY OF US The shine on your forehead.. !!!..dazzles on my fate.. &nbsp;&nbsp; The rose of your cheeks; makes my day forfeited... &nbsp;The pearl of your teeth; makes me richer..by the day &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I grow old with you..with your hand in mine..entiwned.. &nbsp;Having seen everything of the world together..I see.. "Ourselves sitting somewhere in the lonely corner.. &nbsp;Contemplating our fates..our lives we lived behind our times.. &nbsp;I see my life; grow beautiful and bountiful with your kisses &nbsp;I hear the soft breeze upon my rattling wind chime..your sweet voice.. &nbsp;I see the SKY..I pray for the love I longed for... &nbsp;I pray for my day... come with your love.. I pray for a deathbed with your kiss on my forehead.. &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The shine on your forehead makes me grow older with smile...WITH LOVE IN MY LIFE" &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Relieved Trepidation &nbsp; JUNE: The robin sings in this utter bright morn, With the sound of symphonic harmony, And my heart sings the song of gay larks, I wish to tread upon the clouds of bliss, Where shall I go and find him, Ann Marie? My heart goes bleak without his shadow, Tell me, and what should I do? &nbsp; ANN MARIE: The morn is gay, no doubt in that, And you seem to be in your best, Dont lose your heart, And he shall come to you, Unscathed and untouched. &nbsp; JUNE: <span style="font-si