Mary Roshma

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What can be called a perfect mystery?
Could it be a piece of untold history?
Nothing on this earth could ever be worth it;
Whether it is the death of a prince or a spooky bit!
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You bore me in you for nine months,
You trained me among all blunts!
You were my first teacher,
You became my kind preacher!
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God loved me so much that He didn't want me to be alone,
He didn't want me to suffer in this world all on my own;
He wanted someone who helped me in my darkest times,
So He sent an angel who protected me from all crimes!
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I often wonder how did it happen,
That I live in this world as a human;
Never would it have happened automatically,
There's someone behind everything who tackles things technically!
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You cannot be happy always
For sure, you will be distressed in many ways!
But that doesn't mean you should wear a frown on your face;
Be cheerful all the time, a smile says!
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It was the darkest day of my life,
The sorrow stabbed my heart like a knife.
I felt alone and far away from this world,
Into the deepest pits of sorrow I was whirled!
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The age full of fun;
Joys and sorrows get balanced along the run!
We get deeper into friendship and friends,
To all kinds of limits we bring disastrous ends!
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Grains make up a complete dish;
An ocean is never complete without a fish;
A road is never complete without a bend;
Life is never complete without a friend!
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I remember it, I remember that moment;
When I walked through the winter-woods of heavenly scent.
It was dusk, that, for sure I can tell,
When the well-known route deceived me and I fell,
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Violence - Darkness
Violence? I think I've heard this name,
You are the one who snatches away our fame;
Ours, the young with deep, hot, red blood!
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Everyone wants to mark their footprints on the sands of time they walk:
The lame also have the desire to have theirs on stock!
Never can he walk on his own, without trying;
But certainly with people's wrong-eye, he would end up crying!
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Space - The Mystery Of Mysteries

What can be called a perfect mystery?
Could it be a piece of untold history?
Nothing on this earth could ever be worth it;
Whether it is the death of a prince or a spooky bit!
Can there be a mystery other than the space,
It keeps digging human brain with pace!
No human can ever predict what is out there,
It gives super-intelligent ideas human brains can't bear!
We'd never know whether there are alien mates,
Or world-like fights and quarrels between the states?
What kind of mystery could this be?
Towards it, it keeps attracting me!
Space is certainly the mystery of mysteries,
It has addresses we'd never find in all directories!
Each time I see the star-filled night sky,
It invites me to come over and fly!
It's a mysterious place haunted with alien ghosts,
I wish I was a guest to these ghost-hosts!
This vast sky peppered with stars
Is the finest gown of the word ‘mystery' it garbs! !
- Mary Roshma

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