The winds blow rather rush away,
Follow a path, or the blind man’s way.
Somebody go and stop it at least
Before it’s over and flown at ease.
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The moment I peep,
In the tank of thoughts.
The memories I found,
Of the daunting stock.
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Tonight while dreaming in the fantasy of plight,
I overheard the din of my thoughts that night.
So pure, so pious and only for her,
I am yearning and longing for my lady love.
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Came in from the light, to the spot of the night,
Following I was the loneliness of soul.
Dark everywhere, no food for the sight,
Glossed over by all, so distant from the right.
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Bruises on my body
Scars on my wrists,
Yelling surrounds my head
Nothing better will come of this.
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I am so sick of love
And the pain it has caused.
I am drowning in tears;
Will it ever stop?
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Away from Eden's floor where all green arise
Far from the Euphrates, the searing soil baked my root
Sweat from my forehead vanished at the lips of my foot
& I dry as one who pulls arrow at the fiery sun
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Sailing through the waves,
I pierce the rough sea,
The distance of eternity,
I cover for thee.
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