Mirza Ghalib
Agra / British India
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The Dropp Dies In The River

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The dropp dies in the riverof its joy
Pain goes so far it cures itself

In the spring after the heavy rain the cloud disappears
That was nothing but tears

In the spring the mirror turns green
holding a miracle
Change the shining wind
The rose led us to our eyes
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COMMENTS
Susan Williams 21 November 2017
Excellent poetic skills and heart.
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M Asim Nehal 03 March 2016
Awesome, no words can describe the beauty of this poem
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* Sunprincess * 06 December 2013
The rose led us to our eyes Let whatever is be open.
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