Songs Of Experience Poem by Ronjoy Brahma

Songs Of Experience

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Life don't destroy
Don't waste, o friend
Don't play with dust,
And don't play with blood.
Rainy season's harvest in the land of play
Dark green new harvest.
Be on top of the mountain
Mount Everest and the Himalayas, the peak,
To sea swim
Pacific and Atlantic ocean.
Heaven come to clasp
The world refuses to accept,
Going to moon come, o friend
Star board to play with.
Friend, don't close your eyes to live by
Don't take to doze,
Blind should show creeps.
Limbing, the disabled, can't hear in the world.

Monday, September 12, 2016
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Kumarmani Mahakul 12 September 2016

This is very thought provoking poem shared really. Closing eyes is not at all good while taking decision on life. Life is to feel properly and this is precious. Interesting sharing! ...10

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Ronjoy Brahma

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Amteka (Chirang) /Assam, India
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