Shobana Gomes

Neither distraction nor a mind unfree
A tireless preacher he sits unknown that his hands form a task
A tiresome task some say to the form of his mind
A vivid picture and the result of a taskmaster
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Knitted in document of names, the journey begins
Of what do you see the traits begin or how
How does the trail reveal its roots
A name stands to gain footage on scrolls
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A little girl of six
She sits legs folded beneath her
Watching for the speeding train
As it whizzes past her
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I read through rhymes
running edges of dried ink
that stained pages taken
from memories nay
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I say to you truly
The seaside and its manor a relationship most obscure
Listening to wind waves that wash and grind along the way
Filling lukewarm days bristling with salty aftertaste
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Topple me over with wings
Untie the rope that clings
I am a castle down by the sea
and held upright by the people you see
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Precious One, Lingering Hope
Chastened by christening light
The time has come
For thy divine blight to enter thy kingdom above
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Words are the scripture of love
with an inscription of understanding - shobana
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O Master of the fields
Walk past thy vineyard free
Thy steps emblazoning thy path
Of the vineyard where the green olives lie
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My mind forms a question
My lips are sealed though
Unsaid words await recognition
Oh how could it be so
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Trailing seconds to minutes colliding into a major setback
the men hit wavelengths of unseen specter of jolts of combat
The warfare in full motion...
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Forms of glistening sheen cover her tribute
From the minds of the literate to the sub-ordinates of culture
From the wake of the dead to the countless who live by her words
Inspired with the norm of a stalker
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I know that I am a wonder to you
Hailing from someplace unknown
I stand on beaches that seas rush to
With sand on my feet to show
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