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Where have you gone, Orpheus of our times?
Leaving behind your lyre and songs...
The season of giving, mourns - shattered
With beautiful flowers and burning candles!
...

I wish I had a pair of wings
To fly high - far into the wilderness
Where the mountains kiss the sky
And the valleys shine in green
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A Tribute To George Michael

Where have you gone, Orpheus of our times?
Leaving behind your lyre and songs...
The season of giving, mourns - shattered
With beautiful flowers and burning candles!
Tributes in teary eyes and sad, soulful renditions!
Oh let this just be a dream…

I close my eyes to reject the truth
But my anger swirls up - has no bounds
Anger at a world of thankless people
Who hailed you once, only to disdain later
And pushed you from calm waters to a chaotic whirlpool
Of people wearing masks with hollow feelings
For whom you sang relentlessly, till your throat ached
And danced till your feet bled..
And took the hard blows of sharp stones thrown
For reasons which are of no concern to them!
But your voice drowned the cruel Sirens' yells!
And where have you gone now?
Leaving your Argonauts in devastation!

The rise of sun seems just a ritual!
And the sea of despair is deep and dark-
Lost in the roaring waves of pain
The world grieves for a kind soul, gone so fast.
The loss of an icon whom I never met,
And might meet, only when my road ends,
This enigma of affliction - I do not know;
Pain never seems to ebb away-
And I wander like a cloud,
When the angelic voice sings so beautiful-
Of life and love and hope and guilt,
Asking for freedom and patience.

Eyes well up with tears
I want to hear no more songs
My feet fail to tap to the rhythm of notes
And my lips hesitate to hum a tune
Can the flow of tears, ever be a solace?
For a heart, heavy with loss?

But I say - Oh Orpheus of our times, do not glance back-
The beasts and the Maenads of Dionysus are still here!
You were the gift from God to an undeserved world,
Don't let your generosity make you suffer more.
Go home back to the angels-
And sing with the Seraphim in heaven
Where the Lord and whom you loved, wait for you!

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