Yonder 2011
From the eastern horizon it emanates
Welcoming the less boring rhetoric
Embracing the bleakly foreseen future
Smooching the virgin season
Reflected upon the green field, thee epitome of raised hopes
The paths under construction, the time bomb slowly ticking
The recipe for unlimited planned flavours
The unceasing gashed rains, the flooding favours
As we yearn to earn our pride
Welcome 2011
Search, research, take heed but reduce the speed
For gone are the impending signs of times
The escalated bitterness of mind,
Hangovers of globe trotting
For the intimidation and torture borne motivated inspiration.
A litany for senseless innuendos
Begging for worthless appreciation
For respect and honour are earned
Lest we get derailed on this path
Come forth 2011
Draw close to my meek, weak heart
Reveal the innermost instinct of this fight
Remove the blunt logs of negativity in the sight
sExpose the rare quality that separates from the rest
Revitalize the energies that feed the desires
Erase the stolen kisses, touches, and moments
In preparation for yet a better and sober harvest
As we renew our love for yet another season
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