Ph: Poem En Duo: Views Of A Dark Canyon Poem by Brian Johnston

(By Youth, Beauty, and Age)

MISS YOU, BRO!

To: My bro, The heaven, God's Palace

Dear One,

All the fights
That we had in the nights,
Cross across my mind …
And now they all feel kind,
‘Cos they brought me near to you.
‘Cos they made us who we were….
I remember,
The thoughts we shared.
All the dangers we dared.
All the boats we made.
And you understood,
My silence unsaid….
You were younger than me,
But in many ways you were the elder.
More brave, More truthful.
More loving and More youthful…
You were there for me,
When I needed you …
But now, you are lost...
And never to return………
Even in the face of death,
You were brave.
You died like a soldier.
And in my mind you,
Always live like that…
You could have taken me,
I would have readily come.
But you didn't bother to ask.
And now,
I am stuck up here…
I know,
To die like you,
We have to be brave.
Also, I know,
To live here without you,
I have to be brave …
I don't know how I live,
Without you by my side…
But life is a challenge,
Which you can meet or refuse.
And I have decided to meet it.
Face to face, Eye to eye.
Heart to heart and Soul to soul…
You are,
One in a million,
One of a kind.
Like an eclipse, which comes?
Once in a year,
You came to me,
Once in my lifetime…
No one can replace you,
No one can erase you.
You shall live in My mind,
My heart and My soul.
Forever and ever and ever…

From: Your Sis, People's Paradise, The Earth

Neethu Panicker
December 15,2013

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Fallen Riddle

An echo that is deep
Reaches the very core of my fears
A rare devotion from a love so dear
A driven, more compelling earth
Can't find such a name
A name I shall not reveal
For I shall not be so vain
To feel the presence of the mighty dead
The sorrow is like a singing sparrow
Trembling upon my premonition
As trees howl in this unforgiving wind
Tragedy, what a beautiful scene we've made
But a loss can only take so much away
An echo that is deep
I know how deep it weeps
To he who watches over me
Let life bring what it shall bring to me.

Beauteous Victory
February 15,2014

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Everyone Leaves / Everyone Grieves (Your Choice)

Have you ever noticed this trend?
It might be a drought or a war,
Blows quick to strike and slow to mend,
And even if I have a friend,
Everyone leaves / everyone grieves. (your choice)

Strangers tell me 'You seem so sad, '
Though sometimes I may find a door.
I know expectations are bad,
But frequently I just feel had.
Everyone leaves / everyone grieves. (your choice)
.
It might be a dog or a cat,
Acquaintances who are rich-poor,
Married-single, tall-short, slim-fat,
What experience tells me is that
Everyone leaves / everyone grieves. (your choice)

It seems so sad every man dies,
Still some seem to dare hope for more:
Though I raise my eyes to the skies
The beauty around me just flies.
Everyone leaves / everyone grieves. (your choice)

Brian Johnston
December 21,2013