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Emmanuel Mohanlall Poems
Every branch shaking, shifting, and falling in the icy wind, A tiny leaf at the very end holds strong, Why am I here, questioning wondering waiting, for that final pulse that will blow him down? But in that tree was a force, a force of life, a force of strength, a force unmatched by the icy wind.
Tears Another day stumbles in walking on broken floors, Every step alerts the danger lying near, What's next, what will cause him to explode?
My first love
I knew nothing about love I was a blank slate I had no idea what to expect A feeling she placed into me When I cried she grabbed me and held me near giving me that gentle stair
I was thinking maybe we all could be happy, Maybe this all sounds so funny, maybe we never need to cry Maybe things will get better A trip to space, a swim in the lake, a tan at the beach, the taste of a ripe peach
I know there's not much to me, there's nothing much to show, but i just want to do myself a favour and let you know that you melt the snow that covers my heart u tear the webs that pull me apart you let me know that the world has a place for me you end all my dreams and even fill all the parts in between
When Hearts Collide
soon ill start to wear a ring to show that your my queen you help me be a better thing things are hard to say thing are even haerder to hide but when our hearts collide a spark started that ensures my love will never depart
What To Expect
what I fail to say I simply write so please read this and know everything will be alright I know that darkness covers the path but your light is brighter than sun beam stronger than it may seem i see you in all my dreams you make life better just by being mine
your stored in my memory featured in all my dreams you always know just what I mean loving you feels like being king met you in a broken land hoping you and me being together is part of Gods plan I know you see me watching you
First Feel Of That Love
heart exploding mind numbing treasure finding feeling that I get when I hear your name see. your face or think of you. miles between us but my heart is always near to you I hope you see all the reasons why I may cry and you make me fly around you my fears die. your not here but ill be happy in the mean time
In my mind
life was a blur life was a pain i had nothing to gain but in a flash u came
when i think of love i think of being with you when its dark and im alone yourvoice finds me
Shot in love
so i put my gun down and turn my back, now your stuck in my track, you take the gun from my hand and i heard a shot, cold to the ground,
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Every branch shaking, shifting, and falling in the icy wind,
A tiny leaf at the very end holds strong,
Why am I here, questioning wondering waiting, for that final pulse that will blow him down?
But in that tree was a force, a force of life, a force of strength, a force unmatched by the icy wind.
That tree was a young tree, a tree that never crossed roots with wild bushes,
Bore fruits desired by many, tasted by few and discarded by the very planter,
Questioning why am I here, questioning is this the only way,
Now the broken branch begins to fall, now this tree was ...