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WHO SAYS

Who says there is darkness, who says time ends
Our desire to love among each wave that bends?
Not whispers, nor this changing world will ever last,
Why fear, why swing among the thoughts of the past?
Who says this heart will not beat again, who says?
This soul will not tread the same path in sun rays?
Temple to temple, door to door, we knock for peace,
Who says our god doesn’t exist in our most loved kiss?

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And you play so beautiful that the air echoes all life,
No clouds, no darkness ever I see since I fell in love.
That same melody of my muse, those same whispers
In my ears which say to love more and as time move
I see every face cold, carved with an unknown grief.

Someday when the chords are in tune and stars smile,
We will play again that music we made under the moon.
Who says we will die? Who says this world can end
The promise we made to that god and can forget soon?
We will but only stand to hold each other for a while.

The winters of this life, the draught of a thinking mind,
The tides of tortuous dreams that make the world blind;
We will forever live and love, we will forever now play
We will meet beyond the clouds where no humans reach.
The air would be cold and I promise our love will teach.

Thousand souls will play the greatest music for love ever;
You be sure, we are here to sing our dream and live forever.

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In love be sure there will be a thousand mutiny,
A thousand whispers to see our soul transcend.
Who tells the journey, but hearts we often meet;
Among surreal shades and strokes, an artful blend?
Who sees the light among the stars, if not in agony
Wish, not those million fears, but for those beat?
Why decipher this decrepit mind? We are forever.

Tossed by the fate, torn by the winds of change,
Among the coldest winds, often the best blooms
From the most adorable abyss to touch the breath.
Among the colossus of greed, love quietly grooms
As our soul erects each fear into a dissolved henge.
In times like these, trust the times more, live the faith.
Who seeds, who harvests the golden yield forever?

Into ash, who says we’ll surrender when we are done;
We’ll arise again to let love live even when we are gone.

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Only one that flows in the stream,
Will someday touch the sky and settle
For a while, over the mountain top;
Into a cold white and frozen blanket,
Till it meets the same old golden Sun
And flow again to tell that dream.

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Who says our years ‘ll go by like the stars,
Like a flick among these visions of time,
All that we dreamt together, and all oaths
That we took under that sky, now rhyme,
We shall meet someday, we’ll again love.
These are the people who will laugh more,
They will find a reason to make our name,
An epitaph of time, a graveyard of dreams.
Drop now if you trust these veins that flow.
Chisel the toughest stones into a sculpture
Of love again, among the metaphors of life.

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Wish I vacate this stage soon enough, soon again
For more darkness to cover and in quiet, give birth
To more light that will guide every passerby in tune
With dusted steps leading to the sepulcher of a saint.
Who says death ends and life blooms, who dreams
Among the surreal symphonies of a sundry sand dune?
Who in life could defy the destined end with a mirth?
Who could stand through the spring and fall again?

In tempests we don’t tremble, with ignorance we do,
Among the rainbow streaks we seek often differences,
We fall to rise again and we often die, to be born sane.
He who speaks is not a monument of time, nor fences
The fear and hope of our soul, nor seeks what is true.
He who listens to the wind and touches the life of time,
Stands taller to laugh at every feat, our ego attains.
We will soon someday meet again and greet the dew.

I am neither old, nor crawling with the softest dream;
I am time, join me to sail through the unending stream.

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Not fear, but our faith does the wonder
When you know you are in love for sure.
Look above, the stars are waiting for long,
Look below the ripples sing the moon song.
Yes, it all passes in a dream, all look at us
As if we promised to live forever and cross
The waves of fate, storm of an unknown time
And to grow among the weeds of the world
Into an oak of life that will ring and rhyme
The spirit of the serene, the heart of gold.
We are the immortals; our fear dies with time.
Every journey at the end meets the sublime.

Keep the faith on! Keep the faith on!

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