THE BIRD’S SONGS-I
No where I rest for passion of flying
When the sun brushes on my wings,
The craft is endowed on me from birth
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Turning inside out
She is a secret pond in my heart’s garden
The late spring has endowed lilies
Those bloom under a crescent moon,
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MY SISITER
The delight of exploring her
Wheeling around my wrist in the thread,
Diligent, with no other thought but love
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OUR VILLAGE
Perfectly little in size
A pond where I fished,
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SONGS OF VOID- XVIII
O My dear,
The vibration of a passion creeps slowly
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HOW STRANGE IS THE WAY!
We are our enemies
We don’t know our uncertain steps,
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NAMELESS NOTES –III
The day grows like a serpent
Filling my blood in a whisper of poison,
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. THE SHADOW SPEAKS.......
The candle burns at night
Its blue flame where I flood around,
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NAMELESS NOTES –I
The earth in my eyes changes
Flaccidly I flare the empty soul
Bumping my skull obscure,
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NAMELESS NOTES –I
The earth in my eyes changes
Flaccidly I flare the empty soul
Bumping my skull obscure,
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