How polite are?
The Cruel Red Chinese!
Bow their head with smiles,
And gently says.
...
I wake up, Remembering smile in morn;
Sunflowers bloom with rays of the sun.
Love is innocent and heart gently aching
Oh! Pretty sunflower’s withering,
...
May be?
My five senses were dead!
Shadow is seeking the graveyard.
And soul gazing me and crying,
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Cool is the sea breeze:
That clings my whole life….
The humming bees and the waves
Breaks the silence and leaves message
...
Morn with every splendid dawning of sun
I woke up from my bed cheerful and fun
When I peeped from window heard echoing.
Thrush and other birds on top bough singing
...
Oh! It’s an illusion,
At sea- shore,
Sand castle,
Imagination,
...
When she smiles, blue eyes twinkles
Plumb glows with elegance dimples.
Once I glanced and lost inside her eyes,
Like abyss sea: her splendid eyes.
...
Today my shadow
Runs away form me,
And laugh at me
Slap on my visage.
...
Buds of Tibet-forget not the year 1959-
When bloody actions of our foes perish
Our bones.
The Chinese cruelty and the genocide there;
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