Hey you! Son of a beach.
Come here, get off your sheet.
That beach of yours, how many years?
Since you were born by your.
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So I am here ranting stuff
Whether its agnosticism or
Fanaticism you did show something
Weird, something contemptuous.
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</>People can love and will love soon
But a cowardly man does not trust
And he is... inane to the society.
For a lackluster of brotherhood
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2: 26, an hour ago you would have been awake
But here I am. Poring over nothing
Remnants of you I picture
But why didn't I feel that before?
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I always hide from your view
It's like i cannot face you i'm shy
I am weak and i am unready
Feeling your aura i'm unsteady.
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//***Note: This is my first poem with strict rhyming and measurement (Tamang Sukat at Tugma) so ideas were so limited***///
I'm sitting here late night
Trying to sleep despite
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He enters the wooden door
Blue polo, that familiar scent
Quite ready and calmly standing
With some white powdery thing
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For that momentary millisecond
I foresaw a numinous event
An angelic entity was sent
Trumpets up high...My eyes low
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Welcome
Welcome Welcome
My Friend you've come
Welcome Welcome
See What I've Become
A Novice Am I in Art
You'll probably not see me
But masters were novices once
Someday, my Art you'd glee
Welcome Welcome
You are cordially invited
Welcome Welcome
To see my Art still unsighted
You, yes you yourself!
Is the easel that holds my art
Without the reader's eyes
There is no way to start
Welcome Welcome
The display of art commences
Welcome Welcome
See these it'll tingle your senses