Gaurav Bhaduri

Work never seems to end
day in-n-out working goes.
Please may I get a break some time
in the break, work seems to grow.
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I am a bud,
in a meadow of flowers,
each flower,
has its smell and grace
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All the perceptions, wisdom mind,
come in front, when I close my eyes.
Some are dreams, nightmares too:
some bring joy, some fears true.
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A small little pat on the back
or a simple thanks
is all that it takes to show
that I care for you, sure.
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Tell me, dear butterfly
As you hover in the sky
Over the meadow
Where the flowers lie
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I lit my house with a million lamps,
still the darkness prevails
I don't know what to do
I don't know whom to tell
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My land be of many colours,
a beautiful hue you see.
Colours that might fill your heart,
with sorrow and joy to be.
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Colors you are so many
red, black, blue and gold
every color in the world
has a story, which is untold.
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As I feel the breeze a flow
and pass of through my hair;
and make me feel afresh
even at the end of day.
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Promises are ment to be broken,
What is ment, is never kept.
Why do pepole, do such things, show dreamn then burry to depth.
for a man may be, bent with fruits
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Thank you for the special gift,
that I hold so dear.
Maybe for the world its a priceful thing,
for me it is like a priceless tear.
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Dusky light
in a star filled sky
and the flow begins.
All I see is the light
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Seasons come and seasons go;
Colors have to change.
All I see, you standing tall
as time has its cards to play.
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To the burning soul
the thirst that makes it burn
and a fuel knowledge acts
to a many light is dawn.
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Poem; Poets write to read,
and never are understood when there,
But all these poems do make sense
when the poet is never there
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Words are that,
What I have,
They are there,
To share and care,
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i open my eyes
to see the sunrise.
When the fire lit ball
rises up in the sky.
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Whom should I offer this flower,
that has shown me dawn.

To my creator,
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He comes without a prior call
to deliver one from pain
he sees no ties, he sees no bond
he only sees flame.
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When vision be my friend,
the darkness be no bound,
all that I feel, I see,
my senses are profound.
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