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Best Poems From
RANI TURTON
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Solitude, Singing
Being alone is knowing
That in in this solitary splendour
Solitude, stark and staring,
Solitude, singing a lullaby
Solitude, singing a dirge
Surrounded by so many sundry things;
Things seen and unseen
Factors known and unknown
Solitude singing softly, chanting without ranting
Solitudes songs that sing of solemn things
Silence singing golden songs
Silence healing ancient wrongs
If only silence could be
More than a memory
More than history
Silence can be more than words
Empty words echoing in an empty world
Echoing in empty valleys
Silence unspoken, unspoken, unbroken
Transfixed by time.
Rani Turton
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(You'll Be My) Knight in Shining Armour
You'll be my knight in shining armour
Shining so bright I can hardly see
The sunlight because of thee
When springs wakens nature with a sigh
When fluffy clouds go sailing by
Summer comes on, with it's moonlight nights
You, my knight, will beckon to me with sweet delights.
Autumn and winter won't be so chill
Winter evenings with you I'll kill
I'll sit beside you, you'll be my guide
And thus through our lives we shall happily abide!
Copyright: Rani Turton
Rani Turton
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Grief
Grief, don't stand near my bed tonight
I've had enough and more than I can bear
Last night was the worst: I could feel you
Watching me whilst silently standing there.
Now tell me, grief, are you friend or foe?
What is it about me that attracts you so?
Is it for my beauty, my wit or my fragility
That you stand there clothed in such simplicity?
You knew that yesterday was a hard day.
I had a certain difficult role to play;
Grief, as I suddenly felt you in my room
Ah! I actually felt the weight of your gloom.
Now I know that you are more than a presence;
I even think you sense my absence;
I almost think I'll wait for you tonight:
Grief, please do step into sight.
Copyright: Rani Turton
Rani Turton
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Deception and Deceit
The supposed focus of emotion and intellect
The body and the brain
The point it all began
The conception of identity
The brain and it's supposed capacity to reason
Reason, season, grieve
Dissimulation and assimilation
The body gave up or the brain decided
To give up before living drove it mad
Treason, reason and giving
The existence of the starting point
The boundaries within
The existence of a dominant will
All have torn me up within.
Deceit, deception and exception
Is there any hope of redemption
My mind, tired and lacklustre
Resounding with the same questions
Where does deceit begin
And where does deception end
And above all
When?
Copyright: Rani Turton 2008
Rani Turton
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