one of my favourites
this is a piece which i wrote in 2003. i was bored as hell in camp and chanced upon it when i was surfing through my past entries. revisited some sentiments which accompanied me when i wrote it. i don't think i ever told anyone the inspiration behind this. one of my favourites. guess i can share it again, with whomever is reading.
i met an angel once.
a dance silenced by departure...
bittersweet memories left untold
a precious moment to remember,
to reminisce and to hold
... at that particular moment...
inquiring eyes that tell no lies
are painted in deep hazel hue,
they speak words that i can't deny
these messsengers of a soul in blue
a serene voice mounted on wings
proclaims news of glorious joy
the gentle melodies that you sing
search me deep and touch a boy
who am i that i may hold these hands?
fingers soiled by arduous toiling
they tell of grace and love so grand
transcending my reasons and feelings
at this surreal moment i travel
to a land stained not by a tear
wondrous freedom to unravel
delivers my soul and dispels my fear
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i met an angel once.
a dance silenced by departure...
bittersweet memories left untold
a precious moment to remember,
to reminisce and to hold
... at that particular moment...
inquiring eyes that tell no lies
are painted in deep hazel hue,
they speak words that i can't deny
these messsengers of a soul in blue
a serene voice mounted on wings
proclaims news of glorious joy
the gentle melodies that you sing
search me deep and touch a boy
who am i that i may hold these hands?
fingers soiled by arduous toiling
they tell of grace and love so grand
transcending my reasons and feelings
at this surreal moment i travel
to a land stained not by a tear
wondrous freedom to unravel
delivers my soul and dispels my fear
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