: Feast Of Life:
I was invited to the feast of life,
With deep adoration I visited,
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Life is a celebration without the host, When the host is present the guest is absent, The guest is host when dawns Obeisance..! ! !
I was invited to the feast of life, With deep adoration I visited, Celebration was deep but I was asleep..: : :
very emotionally psychologically SPIRITUAL ORDINARY MINDS WON'T RELISH IT in depth YOU R A POET FOR INTELLECTUALS DO READ MY POETRY READ BY AN INTELLECTUAL LIKE THEE PG A BD POET HE BE Selfless Love for Humanity- - POET ME
I am invited now to the feast of life, But I am unable to dance and sing, The soul is dead with utter sleepiness..; ;