Mathews Ninan

Stealthily He enters
My most unwelcome guest,
Waiting,
For neither permission nor admission.
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Tonight, let’s hie to the villages
‘nd sleep in the fields-
soothed by the chill evening air
watched over by the sentinel stars
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My love
let thy spirit be one with mine,
let thy memories roost in mine heart,
let our souls fly free endlessly
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Grief spreads
A dark cloak
Over my heart and mind
Like a fog that hampers view.
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We met each other, by chance,
In the corridors of time
To share a few moments of
Happiness and bliss,
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Dead, dead, dead
Stone cold dead, sans
Warmth or breath
Lies my love for you...
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Many a day have I pondered
Over the mystery
Called Life and Death.
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