Along Bar Poems

In the spring season's mornings,
when the exotic flowers blooms;
when scented winds breezes all over,
My captured heart gets freed.
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Somewhere, some afternoons, I stay,
While she comes and steals away a cold heart;
But warms it with her breath, her smile
All these with a distance, but never a word
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O sweet Freedom,
Why Thou art so bitter a while?
Thy name creates the valley of peace,
In Thy name is the bloodied soil.
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West of the valley lies my land,
Glory highlights the noble plains and the humble hills.
Thy name we worship, onto Thy lap we rest;
Thy bounty we consume, O sweet land!
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Dried leaves blankets the earth,
Seems to wrap up the aging world
Devoid of the grace of colours;
Like peacocks and the beauty they hold
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Alas! I knew I'd be back again
Here, to a distant and a strange land,
Darkest, of no counts for time and space
As I wandered around black pebbles or sand
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Along the lane I staggered
Somewhere away with a thought.
Waited by, humid were the winds,
The blant comfort it brought
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