when no one else deserves a praise no one to be cheered about stare at the wall and a figure will come remembering what has been spent and done
look back and relive the life recall those happy memories that made you smile don’t miss those bitter ones that made you cry lessons were learned from those times gone by
sounds of the piano devoured by my ears loud then soft as they breezed in chorus picked them up and in my head became moving spectacle in hindsight
a story floated where notes freely played sad and happy ones spread in front of me as tears from saddened eyes fell my heart was pierced with lonely thoughts of the past
changing scenes spiked on that lovely place a heart met heart exchanging humid and hot glances as the pretty and amiable moon looked down on us enfolding two hearts in a tight warm embrace
i could feel the throbbing of your heart in cadence as your chest laid on my robed skin, you pressed your sensual body against mine and the love exploded and spiraled into a spin
as our love defined how we should live a new life was born as traces of love was marked and into the kind arms our love enfold the angels you met guided us where life was never wasted…
the sound of music keeps whispering the usual sound i chose in my ear lingering maybe several summers have passed me all pleasing, mellow, soft and easy deep in my heart flowed swiftly are memories awakening sad failures and happy victories transporting me back into the screen of life that was when legion of blunders have shaped and built in a canvas
if i were to relive back the time and fix myself on those stages of growth seriously rectifiedwill be the lapses andfaults only time can keep those errors in the vault… _________________________________
I heard the music played just now The song we used to dance She’s fond of holding my gentle hands And taking me to the dance floor
We couldn’t finish the music Because she got tired easily then She begged me to have our seats Only to massage her aching feet
Oh how we danced away with our pains Troubles and quarrels depleted our gains Sometimes our words collided while our dancing song was being played But we struggled to dance before the music faded
An instance, an issue we couldn’t agree A heated argument which program to watch on TV The host announced a Tango music to be played Our eyes met, she grabbed my hands, to the music we danced
And our story further continues From the dance floor we advanced to the altar As we strutted with our two little kids along Our love we found in dancing to be blessed and strong …
Times have passed, two little kids have families of their own As we become a grandpa and grandma their kids have known We still dance to the music where our love has grown While our grandchildren dance along, to each his own…
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