Upon the waves

Upon the waves of loneliness
I call to my wings of rapture
Let my music dance afire

Find my lover's innermost desires

Upon the waves of the great divide
I call to my wings of peace
Let my words of humanity

Find my lost kin across the sea

Upon the waves of motherhood
I call to my wings of nature
Let my soothing lullaby

Find my baby in sweet slumber

Upon the waves of emptiness
I call to my wings of faith
And let my caressing voice

Find calm in a world of chaos

For I am merely
The enchantress of magical words

Come to do your bidding...


Sur les ondes

Sur les ondes de la solitude
Je donne la parole à mes ailes de l'extase
Que ma musique de danse feu

Et trouver le cœur de mon amour

Trouver le calme dans un monde de chaos

Pour tu...pour tu seulement




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10 comments:

  1. gautami tripathyMay 30, 2011 at 7:19 PM

    Awesome!

    jingling chains

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  2. AnonymousMay 30, 2011 at 8:43 PM

    amazing.

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  3. Wan SharifMay 30, 2011 at 10:41 PM

    Pour moi seulement!!..
    On pense que ton Rudy;))
    J'aime bien the enchentress of magical words;))

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  4. anthonynorthMay 31, 2011 at 12:06 AM

    Beautiful words.

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  5. kaykualaMay 31, 2011 at 4:42 AM

    Ninot Ma'am,
    You make your appearance after some while and here comes another gem.

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  6. ninotazizMay 31, 2011 at 9:55 AM

    Mon plus cher amis,
    Merci beaucoup pour ton belle mots.

    I still feel wobbly in my attempts at poetry. But I guess, as long as I put pen to paper long enough, often enough, I will feel it seep into my very veins once again.

    Thank you for your kind words of encouragement.

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  7. Sherry Blue SkyMay 31, 2011 at 11:20 AM

    This is truly glorious - beautiful, Ninot.

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  8. AnonymousMay 31, 2011 at 4:31 PM

    Beautiful, mysterious, magical. Your words are touching!

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  9. Arian TejanoJune 1, 2011 at 9:22 AM

    "For I am merely
    The enchantress of magical words

    Come to do your bidding..."

    I'd like to be an apprentice in your quest for Wonder(worded)land!

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  10. ninotazizJune 1, 2011 at 5:32 PM

    Dear Arian,
    Wordsmith. Wizard. Poetmaster.

    An apprentice. Never.

    I'd accept applications for teacher, partner or honoured visitor anytime...

    E O M W

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