Piyush Dey Poems

Life is a mountain,

And we are climbers
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Today, the leaves are singing in a unlyrical tone,
And the nature is playing a dance with me...
The road is desolate and alone..
Horror enough to scare thee.
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In the night moonlit and the
the sweet breeze breezing by,
I take this pen and start to think of you,
I try to write something but the
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I culled all the seven colors
in the weave of your dreams
and arranged them
on the seven notes of melody.
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Whenever the clouds of pain and sadness loomed,

Whenever tears came till the eyelashes,
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In what a great extent i love you,
i love you my darling.

Yet, It seems to me it is so little,
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In the worst of the night,
When my heart was crying..
I said my heart, 'Oh heart! Why do you cry? ,
This lovely life's a stage,
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On the marble edifice of silence
let us swathe ourselves in the sheets of darkness,
and ignite the twin candles of our bodies...
When dew arrives on tiptoe,
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In the heavenly abode, the morning comes,
Where,
One bird i know i hear,
Who sings in a hush tone,
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