People climb atop a tree
They want to catch a glimpse of me
I’m the mystery. I’m the state
I’m your mistake. I’m your fate
Where you are is where you’d stay
I’m your God. Hear me say
The king shall live long
The king can do no wrong
Sing my song
The king can do no wrong
Hail the prince now. The king is gone
The queen is over. Don’t you mourn!
I take a step into the holy land
I watch the rest take a coward’s stand
I’m your king now. I’m your song
I’m your God who can do no wrong
I’ll keep you safe as long as I can see
Fear in your eyes just for me
I keep the secrets deep in my sleep while the mothers weep
I feed. I breed. I need the winter’s seed
Hear the winds call out my name
It’s a shame. It’s a shame
You aren’t here to watch me rise
I left you breathing with bleeding eyes
I’m your story. I am strong
I’m your lord who can do no wrong
I’m your savior. I’m your song
I’m your God who can do no wrong
Bow to my might. I am right. With this light, I’ll get you through the night
Watch the snow fall upon us all, big or small. Watch it fall
There is a world
Where people are always happy
Where there are no worries
I do not exist there
…
This is my world
Where people are always crying
Where there is no light
I am the king here
The stories were all told
Now they all just seem so old
Little pieces of my heart
All broken, but they call it art
All the years I’ve left behind
I will return home and call them mine
…
When you needed shelter in the night
I burned myself to be your light
When you needed to stay afloat
I drowned myself to be your boat
When you were standing in the midst of storm
I fought the cold to keep you warm
It is more than I can take
No more sacrifices I will make
Now I know what I have to do
This is the final poem for you
…
We may not be free and young
All our songs now have been sung
When was the last time that we laughed?
When was the last time that we cried?
Can we smile together one last time
Or just walk away with our pride?
…
When you needed shelter in the night
I burned myself to be your light
When you needed to stay afloat
I drowned myself to be your boat
When you were standing in the midst of storm
I fought the cold to keep you warm
It is more than I can take
No more sacrifices I will make
Now I know what I have to do
This is the final poem for you
…
I lie down empty on the floor
I’ve never felt so lonely before
I lost so much of my soul
But at least I got my heart back
I am finally out of my shell
Looking to be better than I ever was
Someday I will find myself again
My heart will be whole. There will be no pain
I’ll write letters to my heart
But not a word for you anymore
You and I, we both will dance
You with someone else. And I, with my heart
…
When you needed shelter in the night
I burned myself to be your light
When you needed to stay afloat
I drowned myself to be your boat
When you were standing in the midst of storm
I fought the cold to keep you warm
It is more than I can take
No more sacrifices I will make
Now I know what I have to do
This is the final poem for you
I wrote a hundred poems for her
She loved the first
She liked the second too
But then she couldn’t tell
Number fifty eight from seventy two
Neither did she have a clue
About ‘Diamond Dew’
So I’ll start anew
Change my point of view
And may be write about my nephew
Blog’s littered with poems of you
I have no qualms in admitting
That I have been a fool
I need to learn the ABCs
So I’m going back to school
The shiny gates are open
And they’re calling out to me
So I’ll pack my books and bag
And a student I would be
…
There’ll be a lot of folks there
Of varied age and size
Showing child-like eagerness
To win an elusive prize
But not all of them will be winning
A lot of them would repeat
The tests and the course
As a part of their defeat
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I wish I hadn’t spent so many years
Learning all sorts of stuff
When I should really have been learning
How to grow up and be tough
I know math and physics
I have what it takes
But I don’t know how to fix
A broken heart that aches
I don’t know how to fix
An aching heart that breaks
There is no war. There is no destruction
No rebellion. No protests
No tragedy except the one we’re going through
No adventure. No death
We let the days pass us by
And they all look the same to me
Nothing to bring us together or tear us apart
Nothing to make a memory
Here we come. There we leave
No traces to retrace
And just like us, time will come and go
With not a moment to miss
My path will be mine. Yours will be yours
And so will be our lives
Isn’t that how it is supposed to be?
We follow the trail they left for us
Never charting our own path
Too afraid to fail or fall
Now we look in each other’s eyes
Momentarily
May be the last time that we behold
Freedom as freedom
Life as life. Love as love
Happiness as it is
When all of this will be done
I will wither and you will rot
All that will be left behind
Will be broken pieces of poetry
Right in the center of the village
Reaching up to the skies above
With rungs made of hearts and prayers
Stood the ladder of love
Waved goodbye to the village folks
The angel, then, looked up at the sky
Like a sign, a light shone down
A tear dropped from her eye
…
Her mind was full of joyful thoughts
She couldn’t hold back the smile
The climbing had just begun
Heaven was still a while
Mrs. Dawson and Mrs. Jones
Little Jack and his mother, Joe and Coleen
The entire village would miss the angel
For the journey it had been
The light shone brighter as the angel got closer
To the place that she calls home
Where her friends, lay in waiting
Seven fairies and a gnome
When she reached the sacred place
Her wings grew right back
She didn’t need to climb any ladder anymore
Or place her feet on any track
…
When she reached the sacred place
The first thing that she did see
Was neither the Goddess of Love
Nor her very own family
Neither the garden where the flowers bloomed
Nor the gnome or fairies, seven
The first thing that she did see was
The cursed couple dancing in heaven
…
As true as hell below and heaven above
There is no greater story than a story of love
As true as the angels sing in the heavens above
There is no greater story than a story of love
The angel gathered the village folks ’round
She too had a story to tell
“I once played a trick with destiny
It didn’t go down very well.”
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“A lady and her man
A lady and her man together
Through all the obstacles and hurdles
Were to find love in each other
They were to laugh. They were to cry
They were to fight, face pain
They were to smile staring at the sky
They were to separate and then get back again
They were to sing and sleep free
They were to attack, dodge and defend
They were to be blessed with misery
They were to find happiness in the end”
…
“But nothing of that ever happened
For I rewrote their fate
The cursed couple never met each other
A love story forever lay in wait”
Frank Solanki 