early morning sun
after chilling winter night
stroll and talk with friends
...
a ray of hope
life explodes with a joy
as we meet after long time
language of the soul
...
Like lone moon fighting with darkness
like solitary wind yellowing the trees
I wander whole spring searching your marks.
...
What is the point,
To make such a big hue and cry
Check inside your heart
...
I thank Almighty,
For providing me with plenty of stars,
So that I can distribute them,
Among my poet friends,
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Dogs, oh loyal and trusted friends
sitting quietly, tails wagging without end
their master's friend, oh what a sight
causing chaos and havoc with all their might
...
Like lone moon fighting with darkness
like solitary wind yellowing the trees
I wander whole spring searching your marks.
...
True Friends
Someone who cares
Guide and real well wisher
Understands by reading face, eyes
...
Years have passed since
Our last meeting
Yet I remember how you said goodbye
With the tears and hope
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