Kill one man, and you are a murderer.
Kill millions of men, and you are a conqueror.
Kill them all, and you are a god
- Jean Rostand (French biologist)
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Poetry is beauty
Beloved's luscious lips recite this
Poetry is beauty
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It's the dripping clouds
From silver eyes of faint sky
To ease the tears flow
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The joy of winter
Spreading picnic's barbecue
Night of the neon lights
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come, across the boundaries
break the wall of dreariness
discover something new life
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I have seen many corpses
Never seen I the death
Hither to thither, hence to thence
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Grey heron, on straw of boggy land,
Fry fishes are on swimming competition-
first, second, third…. to the jaw of routine
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Rains on leaves by leaves
magpie exudes the raindrops
Logged rains stop me
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Life lives in the veins of hope
The hope cultivates the future
Future is the immortal child of the hope
So let's hope to beget the immortality
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money, money, and money
wherever I move my face whenever
I'm whispered by greedy inclination
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