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Unhearing, Undebating a coercive call.

Silence in the night, silence in my mind,
Conceived thoughts, concealed behind,
Appears a Hand, slow yet busy,
Endearing me, eager to bind.

The hand gives me direction shows me light,
Enchanting, enlightening my muffled nights.
We share thoughts, dreams,our lives,
Unwebbing words under small hives.

Not across the deep seas we see,
Nothing beyond the skies we want,
Yet destiny seemed to be mocking me,
With a deliberate but blissful taunt.

And then one day, the Hand speaks,
It wants to grow, wants to fly, wants to leave,
Unconcerned about the love it made me beleive.
Enigmatic moments of mourning hearts,
Wanted, unwanted the story parts.

And now sometimes I wonder,
Why we wish, why we hope, why we care, why we think, why we wonder,
why don't we just stay away n surrender
Because like I said, I said
Alone I Stand, Alone I Fall,
Unhearing, Undebating a coercive call.

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The Hand
Date: Wednesday, 1st March 2006 @ 02:01:41 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: kabeer

Alone I Stand, Alone I Fall,
Unhearing, Undebating a coercive call.

Silence in the night, silence in my mind,
Conceived thoughts, concealed behind,
Appears a Hand, slow yet busy,
Endearing me, eager to bind.

The hand gives me direction shows me light,
Enchanting, enlightening my muffled nights.
We share thoughts, dreams,our lives,
Unwebbing words under small hives.

Not across the deep seas we see,
Nothing beyond the skies we want,
Yet destiny seemed to be mocking me,
With a deliberate but blissful taunt.

And then one day, the Hand speaks,
It wants to grow, wants to fly, wants to leave,
Unconcerned about the love it made me beleive.
Enigmatic moments of mourning hearts,
Wanted, unwanted the story parts.

And now sometimes I wonder,
Why we wish, why we hope, why we care, why we think, why we wonder,
why don't we just stay away n surrender
Because like I said, I said
Alone I Stand, Alone I Fall,
Unhearing, Undebating a coercive call.

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