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Best Poems From
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When Perfection Weeps
The rain fell softly on arid plains, while rocks and mountains slumbered.
Petals opened and and fell, and became one with the dust
Clouds, storms, the primary elements and sunlight
Lightning to make the primeval soup just right.
Perfection weeps alone. When man came along
He was not alone. fruitful, he multiplied.
Abiogenesis is far from Genesis hmm
From Genesis to Revelation then Gabriel left
When perfection weeps, deserts can bloom
Some ancient artefacts in the desert were destroyed
By the unknowing; sometimes perfection hurts
That is the greatest mystery of modern man
As to why destruction preceds construction; as to why
Killing preceeds healing; as to why greed precedes need.
As to when wisdom and wise people will lead the world
As to when the rich and the poor will look up at the same sky
The world was the perfection that wept;
The world was then what came about while Brahma slept;
What is the secret that legends have so crafitly kept?
Perfection weeps, perfection is weeping, perfection wept.
Copyright: Rani Turton
The chronology is far from perfect in this poem...
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Whenever The Snow Falls
Whenever the snow falls on cold winter nights
The moon, glazed over, lost in a veil
The whitening world has muffled sound
Frozen pavements do not speak.
Flakes that fall; softly, without sound.
Light reflects off the glowing white; lamps haloed
Cast a glow of speckled light as the snow
Falls and falls and falls.
Cold winter nights, as roofs and gates
And trees remain and wait as they are covered
White on white, soft falling snow, soft swishing sounds
As the snow falls softly this winter's night.
Copyright: Rani Turton
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Whenever, My Soul Like A Shrunken Dream
Whenever, my soul like a shrunken dream
Wonders and waits with wasted breath
Destiny beckons on but the road is long
And at the end lies only, only death
Now and then a diamond in the dust
Sparkles with quiet passion
Blossoms colour my dreams
Life is far from all it seems
Paltry rhymes, simple songs, hasty verses
Coming from God knows where
And going on to rocky streams and a pebbled shore
Surely living meant far, far more.
Far away, waves crash in the misty cold
A flagging swimmer, a hallucinating teenager
A tired woman wait for their lives to unfold.
Copyright: Rani Turton
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Without You
Without you the waters lie still; the reflections of silent trees
Remain as though transfixed but not tranfigured.
Green shrubs and leaves remain sombre; clouds peer
And wonder at the stillness.
It might even rain. Why doesn't the rain
Fall now and be done with it's will?
Without you feelings remain in my heart
Unable to be expressed. Freedom and finery
Are long behind. Senses and sense are nonsense.
When will the cells in my body awake?
When will the dawn come and awakening light
Awaken my brain?
Let me wait for another day yet again.
Copyright: Rani Turton
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