He came with a gladdened face to bless.
Human activities were at its mighty pace,
Those going to work danced and sang along,
The children saddened their face on uniform,
Workers hurried here and there for taxi,
Market women shouted and screamed for their wares
It was like a beehive, like an anthill.
The traffic built up like a tower of Babylon,
Teachers shirts perfectly starched to march.
The breeze swelled and swung here and there,
The birds came out in millions to see a new day.
And the sun came with a beautiful yellow face,
You could see the glittering of the glass houses
Telling the earth how glorious she has been to it.
You could cuddle a friend today and lose him on Tuesday,
You could gain a deceitful power and lose it to a woman.
And Monday came again with a trouble to trouble minds
Many hated that he arrived with many chores and obligations.
A game so precious to hunt and cry for amidst the unknown,
It could only be him that can tell of his brother, Tuesday.
© John Vincent Artistry
For: Film Republic Pictures.
From unwary jokes And banters With eyes fixated on another I saw you as just a funny friend Then chemistry set in Unconsciously so, Whirlwinds of passion swept by Here I am with you. I lived in denial She did too No, she is my friend! I whined! No, nothing would brew! She exclaimed! Then came the flame which illuminated our synch Lost my defense Her wall threw open My innate self wanted a friend A gist partner Someone to bring out my talkative self Fantasing playground jumps With our offsprings Whence they see Dad and Mum As troublesome lovers Our affection grew From chatters and laughs Half-speaking, half-singing Then love painted the scene For our fairy tale Here we are, Helplessly in love Like we've got wings to fly Up there to paradise... Babe, its not over With the sweet, There is the bitter With the laugh, There is the cry A new horizon set With storms coming Before the final lap of professing "I do" We ve go...
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