Musings Poem by Tribhawan Kaul

Beauty is fire, flame its youthfulness
novice if you are, will burn your fingers.
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Silence has its own tongue to stress
lips move not, for love to express.
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Hate has no takers, omnipresent is love
Some crazy always try to breed hate though.
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One sows another reaps, a human nature
Alas! None feels for the actual creator.
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Live life lamenting or laughing
Choice is yours, go weeping or singing
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Useless for the boatman to row with an oar
if never one wants to reach the shore.
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Throughout life Oh GOD! searched for you
soul left the body, only then could I meet you.
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