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I sing a song

I sing in smiles as well in tearsUntitled

I sing not to reach some distant ears

I sing not to please the one who hears

I keep singing till my voice wears

I sing my song for I’m born not of fears

 

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Angel of love

Out in our village, a story did rounds
that there lay something on the high grounds
There was a man some people claimed
who could achieve whatever he aimed
Was he a sage or a magician black?
His history was impossible to crack!
Suddenly it was heard that he died
and he left back a device on his side
The device could even transcend time
could carry us back ages, without a dime
Adventurer I became with a backpack stuck
to unravel the mysteries with some luck!
Lucky I was to unearth the device
and steal it from the dead for no price!!
Excited I was to travel across ages
Feel the times from history’s pages
I went back around a millennium ago
where life seemed calm, uncluttered and slow
Those were the times when angels flew
Spoke to humans and animals few
There I met an angel; flying above
Filling the hearts of people with love
I stood surprised with envy some
for why she abandoned us in times to come?
I asked her in anger “Why this betrayal?
What made you in future, not to prevail?”
She smiled and said, “I reside
in the hearts; which, love abide”
“Your angered voice gives me a sign
that from your heart I must resign”
“Your future has worshiped envy and hate
I had no other choice but to vacate”
I still remember the scene, when I kept on talking
But she never looked back, she just kept walking
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This is a response to the weekly challenge #163 at speakeasy  where a video prompt on the device” was to be used and the work has to end with “But she never looked back, she just kept walking”

Song of Immortality

My first attempt at poetry..

Ages since the world formed
Times since the man ruled

Men have never ceased to hunt
for things that they despise cant

Some went for glory, some for peace
some fed their ego, to rule the race

But the mighty one, which thrilled most
was to immortalise oneself, at any cost

Darkness rose, Magic flourished
Skills were learnt, spells unfold

The scroll which took an era to be born
Was secretly disowned for a reason unknown

Those secret ways were long forgotten
their traces lost, evidence hidden

The passion for life, has not lost its toll
For people lose lives, in search of scroll

One such man, intrigued by the tales
put up his shoes, to height the scales

Immortality for him was not just a curiosity
It was passion, for which he dared adversity

Destiny placed, the scroll in his hand
An evil laughter crossed his mind

The scroll had a song heard by none
Singing it would make him, an undying one

There was a trick, which it did state
The singing had to be dispassionate!

The heart must be pure, desireless
of even immortality, till the song ends

The song was long, the challenge was strong
But he was determined to stay along

He filled his heart with emotions pure
phrased the verses, right and sure

By the time, the end was reached
the passion had died, darkness had fled

Such was the magic the creator dreamt
For a passionate seeker it was meant

The scroll still does lie on destiny’s behest
abondoned by its seeker, waiting for its next!