sookdeo manansingh manansingh Poems

My dream is like a journey
to the moon
where i can enjoy the timelessness
of my being
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From strips of paper
into a masterpiece of light
to put together
the dull moments
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Between the weeds and pests
the vine in the garden
is born to thrive
the mind that remains focus
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The cloud of ideas
put into the mind
without remorse
the sage leaves behind
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For all your happiness
to be remove
and to become
like a prisoner
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To think transcendental thought traffic
brings the future to light
with the waves of network
through intelligent minds
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As dark clouds
can deceive the mind
white clouds can win the heart
sometime it's easier to tell a lie
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the mirage of the clouds
creates an island of peace
in my sight
an image of a mountain
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After being a prisoner
under the dark clouds
what a site to see the sun return
no matter how difficult
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as a garland of lamps
we are united
like the stars in the sky
we are disciplined
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