Rex Mathew Mathew Biography

While resting by the blooming blossoms,
I happened to see a butterfly flutter by.
With fire- red wings added with a black tinge,
Above the placid plants it flew high.
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If love is the term for what I am feeling,
Then it's too low a word for what I know;
For when in my soft smiling thoughts you glow,
You are the bloom of morning, the star of evening.
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Little eyes have told me wonders
As sparkling innocent as sunrise
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Amidst all God's creations,
Man is above them all;
But by the wars of all nations,
Peace among men had its fall.
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Sometimes I sit so blank as now,
Quietly- no thoughts, no actions;
Devoid of pressure, of stress or tension.
I don’t know what can disturb this peace!
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