Sometimes tears
I hide some of my pleasure,
Spilled from my fleshy chambers.
I wonder its pleading songs,
How divinely it proves me wrong.
The breeze of beauty spews my lanes,
The wakes sometimes fare pimping gains.
I feel such dawns forhailing heaven,
Allows for mercy a cripling sane.
The tilt I feel a go for life,
Only life values the soulful stride.
I hate to bend on licking chart,
Life a spelling never errs the heart.
A lame falsehood will dim your glow,
Sometimes tears is life's flow.
It will move down you shouldn't wait,
Nourishing nature will silence its threat
For atruthful heart life is heaven
Allwrathful hearts fall in Hell's den.
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Paramananda Mahanta
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For atruthful heart life is heaven Allwrathful hearts fall in 's den..... very true are those words. Very beautifully penned.