POETIC OCEANS 2

Mists of mellow fruitfulness-mists of mystery-mists of death Oh the smile that breaks at the sight of misty breath! Hark This is The Horror of Mist on The Mount Hardly seconds or moments one can count Of Life -not of any suicide blast this was the sound Nor the fire, its aftermath, nor the billowing smoke Of a Tear gas shell-who can tell after the scene of hell like scatter of thick bestrewn sedge, metal twisted , matter molten from edge to edge,what was full of hope and love Destiny took All Above; What Prayers were said at night what fasts were kept in the day-seeing the flesh burnt and bodies decay Let Us Beware , Be Awake, Go not astray-O' Oedipus, King O Prince Hamlet O Action , not procrastination-Let Us Find the disease and clean the nation-

Why do I keep waiting when I know it is futile and in vain Why do I keep away the aspirin when I know that it can take away my pain Why do I keep lifting the load and shifting gear and making my heart n soul heavy Why do I hope for the sunlight when I can hear the clouds rumbling n know it is going to rain; Why do I wish that someone deeply caring will come to me Why do I want that someone really sharing will write to me Why do I prepare my mind and thoughts for someone dear When I know that no one can come no one can write or share; Oh Lord please give my heart a little peace inside So that I may learn to be patient and abide I may not be heavy hoping for someone beside I may not cry and have tears to hide; Why did I ever find you living so close And started to call you my flower, the rose And you began to write my name in its meaning the star When only a few days later we were to drift so far; Why do you have to be so fearful about things And keep on walking when you can fly on wing...