Little brook I flow down leisurely
Passing through dales & villages gradually.
Feel I happy listening lovers’ songs in harmony
Again share I widows’ tears on funeral ceremony.
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How glittering the snow clad mountain is
When the last beam of the run out sun
Reflects like a parting lover impressing
On a helpless beloved’s mind with futile yarn!
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How wonderful the falling sun is down the slopping pasture
Spreading reddish delight around this tranquil valley!
When with brightened physique & two mesmeric eyes
She holds my promising hands affectionately.
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How my tiny heart dreams of a more tiny desire!
Rising up on the wings of an eagle to touch the sky
Or step on the land of moon one day sharing
Indomitable pace of the carrier in my imaginative fly.
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An ordinary man with an extra ordinary vision
Knitting his net of dream with bright ambition.
Like a tiny bulbul with a mere straw in beak
Soaring high up in the sky beneath the scorching sun,
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Everyday I ask that unknown evening star,
'Were you there at same galaxy
Long years ago when I was blessed by God
With first love and hope
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Saviour of all you are in universe, O lord!
It's our little prayer to make our mind broad.
Never keep us off from your compassion,
Bless us to awake from ignorance to new vision.
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He stretches his feeble hand
With a decaying stick like own physique,
Leaning weird body on his active companion
Like a frisking deer- young, coy and sleek
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The glowing sun boasts with its full might
At the mid-path of day’s journey
As I stretches myself in the quiet bower of an oasis,
I know not the end of this unending exploration
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Gently pushed she the glossy door with soft fingers
As the indifferent pilot stares at her usual departures
Wore she the arrogant dear skirt
Dares too putting on a vulgar para-shirt
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