A sunstroke sunflower yawn in the whirlwind
and a scapegoat scamper with his old wheelbarrow
which is full of manure.
The Master of the field who walks behind his alsatian dog
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My daydream is to walk one day
hand-in-hand with a lover
on a lonely beach.
But I am scared
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'Walk straight dear Master.'
He mutters.
Thank you for your advise
And I'll try my level best.
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Thanks.................
if life full of flowers?
but not thorns
as it pains...........
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She embraced me in the pitch darkness
And her rigourous kiss was very painful
As her wisdom tooth pierced my pale lips.
And she raped me.
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We met somewhere in a dark corner of this uppish World
And came to know each other within a second.
Still I remember;
'What day is today? ' You inquired in a friendly way.
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She came with an umbrella
but there is no rain at all.
My lonely heart is longing for a shelter
and she gave me the umbrella.
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Yes, there is no world without us.
Indeed Comrade!
But you are gone without a goodbye
By leaving the popular voice behind.
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I am bit inquisitive of bees collect pollen
from the flowers swollen.
And they prepare for the coming Autumn.
A decayed old tree little embarrassed
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Who worries of this pauper's whereabouts
And please do not think that I don't have any regrets?
I sleep on the road as usual and I see you all the time in the night sky.
But I know about the vast distance between us.
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