I sensed a dimmy wail from a din
In the whizzing breeze cool on my chin,
I looked in search down to the yard
Where a vine of Morning Glory quivered.
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As 'distinctly'as Edgar Allan Poe,
I sat 'peering deep into that darkness',
The silence grew depth unknown,
The violet became brighter and brighter.
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Void in between the lines is eloquence,
A thousand interrogations gush out to choke my throat,
Closed eyes open to an esoteric sky,
Folded hands touch the muted lips,
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Politics of my soul, searched deeper in
And found you Beauty with a garland in the hand.
At the timeless spot, in the speechless corner
You garlended me with a blushing on your face.
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Downpour!
The sky itself is falling down
With the clatter of thunder and lightning!
The overflowing river is engulfing the land,
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I don't know why this flower
Blooms with a touch of pain
By thy divine hand!
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When I looked into my goblet
There was a goblin with sparkling eyes.
It looked at me with mischief hidden,
I asked him to jump up to the brim.
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