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chapter eight : reawakening love

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books after books
stories through stories
"and they lived happily ever after" they said
while it seems a common end remains determined

when once, that vow was sacred
i do, he said
and she did likewise

but words made vows
and as it always do
words fail to stand
though the test of time

now, time fades
and what had seemed eternal
has now conformed itself
to each tick of the clock.
where art thou love,
when its needed?

Can 'you' be found?
Is there ever 'you'?
Or is it just the fragments of my mind?
Whispering hope, do you hear?
From the solitude of hopelessness.

A melanchony of sounds overwhelms,
And 'you' seem so distant,
Or is there ever 'you'?
For glimpse of 'you' is eroding.

'You' shall be god's plan,
The very perfection inplace,
A search for 'you' is futile,
For no man's competance could bear such fruit.
Can 'you' really be found?

Be it not a dream O Lord,
For the depths of search be far me,
The search is your's,
For 'you' be found,
Be my heavenly bliss.

- reawakening love.


chapter seven : colours, i see

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