After day's hottest times
Awaiting the beauties of the night
That entirely satisfy my dried eyes.
The Moon's light, charming breezes
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O listen, my dearest lady!
Birds are fluttering in gay;
Soft is the note, yet not sad,
Beneath the sky lies the lad
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April has arrived with her cruel face,
Scorching sun, dull and dreary nature
Clothed in grey like ancient cemetery.
Once beautiful, now my dear Nature
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The Sun has set long ago.
The brightened rays have gone away;
Being tired with my mundane life
I am staggering into dark room;
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A poet appears to be wrong to all,
Yet he always searches for right.
A poet has to go long way,
Yet he never feels tired.
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Grouping in utter darkness
I had forgotten my dreams;
My midnight sky used to wipe out
My lonely silent tears!
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There in the room love- making
Of my friends was going on.
I being a lonely poet trying hard
To blow away my deep rooted pains
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I wanted sky once
To fly into eternity;
My heart wanted then
To expand with her.
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One more sleep,
Close your eyes, dear!
Sleeping beauty
I wish to captivate;
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I will never express
To you till my last breath;
Yet I love & you love.
Several inflicting passions
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