As you have come,
Birds sing in my mind
Creepers blossom
With numerous smells unknown….
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Wow! Who planted these rows of tree and all...
I haven't seen but he seems to be known.
The trees, as if, all friends, praise him in rustle
Day and night by the winds sweet blown.
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The tongue, in dance
Vibrates the air molecule
To run as a wave.
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Some words crystallise into a poem…
In idle hours of a day-
The body searches for a shadow-mat!
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This cloud doesn't know how to keep quiet
And surrounds pine trees to make an enigma-net;
I see, Rilbong, as if on the celluloid….
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Acid rain attack
On the face! The tall statue
Is exposed to smog.
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The strange thing on earth:
Viewing moon from a carpet
Of rain tree blossom!
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daily passenger;
still- needs to come up to stop
to bid me goodbye!
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A single pigeon
Sent off on Valentine's Day
Is yet to come back!
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Both on the margin;
The sun- on the horizon
Myself- on shore line!
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