The Song Of The Night - Poem by sarojini pattayat
The night is telling something
The night bird is flying up and up
It is showing me a dream.
Do you know the life is opaque?
A magic mirror
Always show something written before
Cannot be changed
Only we get some exception
As per some unknowings blessing
What you want from me
Is already before you
As per the luck
Moreover, we are in an amazing dream.
by sarojini pattayat-2/27/2013
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