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When You Dance

~ Frank Solanki ~ 21 Comments

When you dance

My heart skips a beat

Music fills the air

I feel complete

When you dance

It is such a thrill

Watching you move

When time stands still

You know my heart can’t resist, it just falls flat

When you dance, oh, when you dance like that

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When you dance

I see the moon come out

With its sparkling lights

From beyond the clouds

When you dance

It’s like an angel glide

Upon the surface of

The heaven’s new divide

You know my heart can’t resist, it just falls flat

When you dance, oh, when you dance like that

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When you dance

I lose control

I am completely yours

My heart and soul

When you dance

It’s a dream come true

To stop and stare

And watch what you do

You know my heart can’t resist, it just falls flat

When you dance, oh, when you dance like that

Clothe Yourself With Love

~ Frank Solanki ~ 31 Comments

Clothe yourself with love

From head to the sole

Watch yourself protected

From harms to your soul

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Clothe yourself with love

Keep it simple and plain

Love is best when true

Not extravagant

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Clothe yourself with love

For it is all you need

In this world of hatred

Immorality and greed

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Clothe yourself with love

You’ll never need to change

Even when the weather

Is stormy and strange

I’m Not A Poet

~ Frank Solanki ~ 17 Comments

I’m not a poet but I wish to be

So I can write for you a poetry

And say — ‘Oh how my heart cherishes you’

Instead of a simple — ‘I love you’

Foolish Things

~ Frank Solanki ~ 15 Comments

If you see someone crazy

Jumping up and down

Know that fool’s in love

A new joker in our town

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If you see someone stupid

Dancing like a child

Know that fool’s in love

A love passionate and wild

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If you see an idiot

Smiling at the skies

Know that fool’s in love

It’s so clear in their eyes

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If, on the streets, you see me

Acting like I’ve wings

Know that I’m in love

Doing foolish things

Look At Me

~ Frank Solanki ~ 6 Comments

Don’t look up

The light will blind you

Don’t look down

You’ll only see shadows

Look at me, just look at me

You’ll see all that you need to see

You Love Me In The Morning

~ Frank Solanki ~ 28 Comments

You love me in the morning

When all is fresh and new

Every passing moment seems brighter

For the sky is turning blue

You will love me in the noon

When bees hover over flowers

Nature will be at her finest

The sun will be in his powers

But will you love me in the eve

When flowers drop their heads

Cold winds begin to blow

Over the frail and the dead?

And will you love me in the night

When darkness encompasses you

When it is difficult to see

Even a love that is true?

Aesop’s Fables: The Partridge And The Fowler

~ Frank Solanki ~ 6 Comments

A fowler caught a partridge

For his evening meal

The partridge pleaded, “Spare me

I’ll make you a very good deal

I’ll bring you other partridges

If you show me mercy

Permit me to live now

And make this deal with me.”

The fowler replied, “I shall

Now take your life away

With less scruple because

Of what I heard you say

You want to make a deal

Where you will betray

All your friends and family

To save your wings of bay.”

Aesop’s Fables: The Gnat And The Bull

~ Frank Solanki ~ 3 Comments

Upon a horn of a bull

A gnat settled calm and cool

Sitting there he felt fine

He sat there for some time

As he was ’bout to fly

He gave the bull his goodbye

“About I am to fly away

Do you want me to stay?”

The bull replied, “I didn’t know

All along you’re with me so

Even if you bid me adieu

I shall not be missing you.”

Aesop’s Fables: The Wolf And The Lion

~ Frank Solanki ~ 5 Comments

A wolf once caught a lamb

And was taking it to his lair

When a lion saw him

And took the entire share

The wolf, angry but helpless

Cried, “This is just so wrong

You have taken what is mine

Just because you are strong.”

“Is this really yours?”

The lion laughed out loud

“Was the lamb a gift?

Or you snatched it from the crowd?”

Aesop’s Fables: The Flea And The Man

~ Frank Solanki ~ 2 Comments

A flea annoyed a man

But was caught by him at last

Who asked her to explain

Why she dared to have him harassed

The flea pleaded, “O’ dear Sir

Pray spare me, destroy me not

I cannot do you much harm

This life is all that I have got.”

“To me you are an evil,”

Spoke the man with determination

“Be it big, or be it small

You will meet your resolution.”