Life teaches us
Many lessons from
Its strenuous journey,
Hardships and struggles.
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I had a million dreams
To walk with you hand in hand
Till I see the last radiant sun,
The last cool moon
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He tightly held one hand of his son
And went on whispering in mourn
No more should you pat my head
Get me away from this hospital bed
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Oh, my dear conscience, naive warbler
Your charisma guides me as a sorcerer
For my unforced errors which I weep
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By the unremitting blaze of sun,
her tank was shrunk, bed dried up.
No water, no moss left except some
patchy cracks of mud here and there.
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On a high back chair
In garden bare
I deeply visualize
The fanciful dance
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He fervidly inspects he's surely distracted
His mind and soul are unevenly distributed
His corporal self rests in a roseless bed
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Poetic license is a great machination
For poets of all kinds and classes
In exercising freedom of expression
Bypassing syntax and semantics and
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In this transient world
life is like a tender
flimsy and brittle leaf
which can be blown away
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It's the magnanimity
of poetry!
Poetry gives us knowledge,
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