The Poet the poet
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You are not a stream
O poet the poet,
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A great tribute to a great poet who writes for the love of it and inspires many budding poets of this Site.He chooses to remain anonymus for name and fame is not what he desires.
you are so kind so understanding so generous poet BK A BHARATEEEEEEEEEEEE
The Cloud that floats above, Falls on mountain range, With many names it flows Only to merge into the Billow. It reminds me one of Samskrit Sloka🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷
Only the ways of dancing are unlike, Some with joy, some with Lotus and some with silence, All are witness in the ocean of life, One Thruth alighted from diverse tongues. Like different streams of the same mountain, Only idiom is of multiple flavours, You are a mountain with many fountains, All goes to same ocean.
I must quote: - Like Buddha who drank silence, Krishna who flowed as Gita, And Jesus who became Christ, From horizontal to vertical, Singing the music of Love. All are one with same Peace,
We both are one and of same mud, Floating like shells On the ocean of life.
MY DEAREST and loveliest poet one thing you forgot how you make tears flow in my eyes comparing me to LORDS GODS AND HUMAN MASTERS I CAN'T GET UP after to you PRABIR GAYEN I BOW
Great great great poetry..💚💐💙💚💐