Activities of SILPIKAA KALITA

I saw a gorge, a remote vision from distant, far far away from the surface, how sharp, how precipitous, how deep!

A  singular, unsurpassed, cavernous  cleft;
a crevice among two gigantic hills, how intense and steep!
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Your lungs couldn't breath,

So your heart wouldn't beat.
Off-ground we're your feet.
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Their mere weapon was their forbidden courage, hands barren with no armaments, no ammunitions, marching towards the proud valley of death, dedication born from their sempiternal dreams of a free land.

Their bare weapon was their incessant patriotism integrated under a sensitise unique identity of 'many in body, one in mind' regardless of microscopic divisions and territories.
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Was privileged to have sedentary on the seashore in seraphic poetic submersion;
the ringing sounds from the distant horizon made me entirely lost in my speculation;
when the sounds of waves from far nimbly touched my ears to distraught me all of a sudden in collision!
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I saw a gorge, a remote vision from distant, far far away from the surface, how sharp, how precipitous, how deep!

A  singular, unsurpassed, cavernous  cleft;
a crevice among two gigantic hills, how intense and steep!
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My Heart Today Is Very Sad and Grey

my heart today
is very sad and grey
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The Poem:
Erna is 1-year younger
both studied English language and literature
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Was privileged to have a fortunate chattering communion with the chirping plover;
The most exotic bird ever, with a grey-brown back and wings, bright yellow eye rings,
a white belly and a white breast along faded pinkish legs, black neckband,
large white forehead patch.
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