Not a verse more
should you pen
Not a verse more
should you read
...
Listen dear
listen to my enchanting encounters
like gales that storm the valleys
was my youth
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Lazy learner
Politics was never my forte.
I never understood about boundaries
they dissolved before me
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</></>On the verge of a cliff
I stood
imbibing beauty pristine
of depths of nature
...
When two dandelions meet in mid air,
do they ask each other "quo vadis? "
If at all they ask each other that silly question,
they sure are to break into a never ending laughter.
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Gently, you open up a heart before me,
and I fill my lungs with its fragrance.
When you speak of unknown blooms,
I fantasize, how they smell in yonder lands.
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Ah! my polished, refined poet,
love comes to you easily than poetry.
I come to see you in my tattered attire.
At your threshold, your elite fragrance greets me.
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