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Best Poems From
RANI TURTON
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Alas Alone Am I
As despair weaves a cocoon around my shadow
Alas, alone am I with my despair.
I had waited for these clouds to lift I had prayed
For these storms to cease
These deities I had tried to appease
By various diverse means; the day remained grey
The clouds did not move away.
Alas alone am I, and I tired, of constant
Conflictual battle; I do not have the necessary
Tools to open up wisdom's door;
Do not have the fierce strength to do that anymore.
There are cobwebs in my nightmares,
The night is peopled by strange shades;
Alas, alone am I, almost merging with the shadows
Dawn will come, I will walk in thy meadows.
Copyright: Rani Turton
Rani Turton
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All I Need Just Now
All I need just now
Is for the earth to curve into the sky:
To listen to rustling leaves
Watch clouds sailing by.
Then when my fatigued brain sleeps
And worries cease to be
I will dream of peace
Lying here under this green tree.
Copyright: Rani Turton
Rani Turton
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Analysing That Pain
Like a soft breeze that, barely there, sifts the papers on my table.
A window, open, and the curtains move gently.
A memory, that should not have been there.
An emotion that barely acknowledged should have known better.
Some serious men dissected my emotions.
An existence that, in existing, forgot to be.
A faraway pain, like a bird, alights on my hand,
Some ice on distant mountains settles in my heart.
All my experiences could not help me to understand
Why pain has be analysed, why the soul in crisis
Has to dissect, react and realise.
Pain is more than a commodity
More than a substance that can be caged
Artists and poets have used it in its intensity
And often, often sunk under the weight of its density.
I am one with this emotion.
It has become a part of this whole.
Remove it now and then I fear
That it will leave a painful, abyssmal hole.
Copyright: Rani Turton
Rani Turton
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Anchor
Wherever you may rove, my thoughts, my brimming heart
Tries to keep pace with you: for so it is;
The journey has been so long, so fraught with worry
My body is numb and my eyes blurry.
There is a port perhaps where you can at times
Anchor; there is an inn or a home where you may
At times wont to linger: wherever you may go
My heart goes with you, with every tide's flow.
Once I knew you were my lighthouse
My ocean and my endless horizon, I dared
To cross oceans and go hither and dither;
But in anguish oft did my lonely soul wither.
Nomads wander and do not wonder;
But how did I become the muse and the mast
When all that I ever wanted, I do concur
Was to become your eternal anchor?
Copyright: Rani Turton
Rani Turton
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