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Random Abandon!
I thought I saw you ...
walking amongst the daisies
by the river, anon.
Were you looking for me, my love?
I thought I heard you
in the whispering wind,
up high in blossoms on branches.
Were you talking to me, my love?
I thought I felt you,
in the soft breeze in the air,
ruffling the tendrils of my hair.
Were you thinking of me, my love?
I thought I tasted you
in the rain that fell just now,
teasing the roots in my heart.
Were you nourishing me, my love?
I thought I sensed you
in the dappled shadows of trees,
reminding me: light is not dark.
Were you saying "I care", my love?
I thought I touched you
in the freckles on a tree's bark,
smiling, in consideration of me.
Were you advising: "Be strong, my love"?
Rainy Night
I love a rainy night,
When the stars lose their twinkle,
When the sun has no more say,
When the moon is morose,
And I can steal out,
Stand quietly on a balcony,
And watch the rain fall.
All I feel is love, no slight.
Let the soft rain in, my dear,
Let it shower me with love benign.
Let it strum the strings of a guitar in my heart.
Let it do a waltz with its mist so fine,
Let the soft rain in, my dear.
Let it in.
I love a rainy night,
When the mind of the moon goes fickle,
When the clouds finally have their way,
When the kind wind blows,
And I can chill out,
Stand silently in harmony,
And watch the rain fall.
All I feel is love and light.
Let the soft rain in, my dear,
Let it drizzle its notes in its silvery clutch,
Let it hum its tune on the wings of my flow chart.
Let it caress me with its cooling touch,
Let the soft rain in, my dear.
Let it in.
A Lily On The Water
A lily on the water,
Floated in pink above its muddy bed.
The evening drew its breath,
When it caught the tears that I had to shed.
A winter has passed me by,
It’d left me cold of the spring’s dread.
A lily on the water,
Spread its green leaves for the sun to see.
The night murmured a dark tune,
Will the warmth of a summer ever come to me?
Many moons have come and gone,
Why can’t a foregone conclusion set me free?
Reflections
In the tranquil realm of a scroll,
A sense disturbed,
The fear leered.
In the stillness of a revealed fold,
A needle probed,
The truth appeared.
In the quiet of an evening's cold,
A spirit disrobed,
The resolve adhered.
In the silent mine of my gold,
A pin dropped,
The mind cleared.
In the unshed tears of my soul,
A heart throbbed,
The past disappeared.
Come, My Beloved, Come
The kindness that blooms in my heart,
Is lush with a kind of gentle hospitality,
My soul takes a leisurely stroll, in part,
White calla lilies held; refined in purity.
The burgeoning fields that I walk through,
Rustle with flowers whispering in the wind,
The brown-black earth that peeks in brew,
Accepts my bare feet, like its second skin.
Were it that I could wade here forever,
I would loathe to leave; the sheep astray.
Feel the heat of the sun; faith in endeavour,
Streams of warmth; I’d sleep in golden hay.
Come, my beloved, come to these farms,
I am lying here, breathing ever so gently,
Come, my beloved, come into my arms,
I am waiting here, sighing ever so softly.
PAULLYN SIDHU
PAULLYN SIDHU is a Malaysian masterful poet and the author of 25 books of poetry and prose, which were published from 2017 to 2021. Of her books, two were bilingual (Malay/English) and two, written in Bahasa Malaysia. This retired Malaysian Punjabi teacher has 19 years’ writing experience as a former freelance education columnist for two newspapers in Malaysia: The Star and Daily Express. From 2014 to 2019, and on her self-sponsored education treks, she travelled solo through 26 countries and became internationally known as a Good Samaritan who delivered free motivational talks in schools, colleges and universities. To spread the love for poetry, she generously donated her books for free to countless libraries and individuals. Her motto in life is: “Believe, then Achieve!” In “recognition of her tireless dedication to worthy causes of promotion of peace, humanitarian services and protection of peoples’ rights”, she was appointed as the Malaysian Ambassador of W.I.P and a ‘World Epitome of Humanity’ International Award Certificate by W.I.P. (World Institute for Peace) in 2016.
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