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Precious Trust

All Credits: Teddy ©
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Some dreams are a journey,
To a place which never sees the end.
Asking for the thirsty embers to stay,
And be the twilight of the night.
When the burning strings of the pearl sky
become the home of all innocent quills,
Nothing can pierce a heart that can weep,
No scream of the eternity can let it sleep.
Oh! Holy trail left behind a wandering lust,
Which says, “Moonlight can wink and blush”

Some thoughts can weave parting songs,
And some reasons never see beyond the hug.
When tulips found the rose stranded alone,
No more a bleeding soul found the crying crimson.
Then like this, lashes of water on the cliff-side
left marks of an ocean with the scattered tide,
A letter written to the golden skyline saying
“Some dreams are just a journey to a place which never sees the end”.

 

-Teddy ©

 

Face Without

​FACE WITHOUT
O Heavenly angel, bring back mine symphony,

Melody of a love, ripened on a summer evening,

Let mine imagination replace the only sun,

To million reflection of a truce, for mine,

Cannot sing a night, without stars,

Gone days of winter bloom, mine self now warm,

Moments of mine enlightened afterglow, look upon you,

Something not beautiful beyond your realm,

Oh no! Darling mine hands hold only each other,

Cramped inside, a heart once united with a soul,

Don’t mind lips show you, canvas of a journey,

Tell me! Don’t mine eyes hear you sigh, to come,

Dawn of mine skyless world, flew away,

What only remains, a face without self.
– Teddy ©