A Person's Will

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There had always been a ray,
But now it seems that it’s all at the bay.
Not to allow a tear to fall
For its all gone.

Dreams are all that survive,
Without needing any might.
Just take a walk down dreamville,
Where they say it’s all in the person’s will.

Go take charge,
You can make through March.
For the winter can’t stop you,
But don’t allow it to make you hollow.

Some goals are big,
Worries small.
Happiness huge,
But must you mind?

Summer Rush

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Stars shining right above me,
Yet I am unable to hold em'.
The sky seems so wide,
Yet there is no space for dreams.

A Ray of sunlight spills through the clouds,
But does not penetrate my doubts.
Trying to feel the warmth of the sun,
But somebody forgot to turn off the snowfall.

Here I stand on the platform,
As the train goes past me into the hailstorm.
Lightning shrikes the daylight out of the night,
As I try to get some insight.

Don't know when the rains will stop,
And if I will need a mop.
I should be patient for now,
And as it is I have sweat my brow.

Following dreams is tough,
No wonder you need to bluff.
Just hold on steady,
And we will get past this summer rush.

Tearful Joy

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Every time she looked out of her window,
It was a sunny day.
But then she saw him right outside on the street,
And it all was no longer a treat.

She had set him up with another girl,
Cause honey life had always been a blur.
The time that she had been allotted here was limited,
However she only wanted to see him happy unlimited.

The old man had known about it for years,
Never thought that seeing his daughter go would bring out the tears,
He held onto to the past like broken glass
And it all now started to seem like a faded out past.

But alas, man never held the full glass,
Emptiness was to seep in like sand in an hourglass.
For no man was built to be full,
Every man went out without a handful.

Nevers of Life

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Never did I feel that I would have to cross the road,
But never did the river stop it's flow. 
Never has there been a rainless year,
And never shall life be a greyish colour.

Never was the change so defined and bland,
And nor do I remember when I started walking without a hand.
All that remains is me until the day the sand comes up to me,
Till that day I am going to stay a winner.

Never did I hear what love was,
But how does it matter life can't be given a pause now.
Going to just go with the flow,
Till the river goes to the falls.

And then I would look back at the world,
Waive a good bye and poke up a finger.
Never would I be winning life over,
So how about going beaming like it was clever.

Start

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The monsoon has descended on the plains,
Showers have relieved the flowers of the sweltering heat.
Love is meant to soar in the air,
Just like a girl pours out her heart to her man.

A season of life has begun,
Path of life shall never be bludgeon.
Blood and sand were here from the start,
Only life lived for others is meaningful here.

Don't stop even if you are heart is full,
Do not allow the sky to make you dull.
Never did the grey affect him,
Nor shall you have to start over to win.

Life goes on for those who live,
And nothing was ever as meaningful as him.
So whenever you feel lost,
Just remember that start has long gone.