Shraman bajracharya Poems

The day keeps the bliss switched on;
Exorcise My Demon push out
THe twilight makes me weak,
Tenderly my emotion flows
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The hanging leaves never knew
when the bird rest in it and
leaves it swing in the magic of air.

the clouds patches never knew
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I inhale the deep regrets every nights
tormenting my brain, my deserted soul
oh lord! come upon me soon
So i will be flying up in ashes
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I know son why you desperately waiting for me to come.
I can come upon the noon-tide and took you where you want.
Put you in the bed of soft feather,
Sing a song to unfold your tiny eyes.
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The abode are empty
The hamlets are gone
The old's are sobbing
In the memories of their son's
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Lo! where the creation gone
The imagination thrown
Not i want to put a book
And pile it on my head
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PeepIng throgh wodden window, i glance the ethereal beauty of Sulinght
Amid the whole country by its soft delicate rays of september
The moods of festive beams are spreads under
The joy, the ectasy are calling me
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Some times you seems so crazy, dirty and tempted
Full with the worldly pleasure that you are seeking
SOme times you feels they are phenomenonly right
As they are the things that make us alive
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Oh lord!
I am begging
PLease come upon this dark empty night
Put a mark in my face
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Why do we talk about the love?
Why do even longs for the lass who aren't ours!
Do we see the love?
In the glisten reflection of sunlight in water
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