The last verse shall be written
on the day of resurrection
by the great poet
who created all.
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Softness prevails the earth
to sprout seed in her womb
softness is the mercy thawing from earth
softness in water cleanses all dirt
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His granny told him so many stories
how to send messages to God
through writing message on kites
through writing message on paper boat
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I meet you in your tears
like a pearl, keep under your eye lid
or else will be trampled by pedestrian
certainly it will pain me
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The storm came without any notice
like the Kaal-Vaishakhi, to sweep the dry leaves
the storm came without any notice
to customize the nature, for pan-creation of life
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Exploring the desert, valleys
high hills and mountains
with an expedition to cross
seas and oceans, pierced
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My yesterday is gone
never to come back again
keeping its reminiscence
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Ssssshhhhh! ! ! ! !
Keep silence, don't make a noise
she has gone for eternal sleep
where she'll be aboding
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Thou art the poetry of love and smiles
each metre is composed with your soulful words
each metre consists the ecstasy, flowing
like a cascade falling from high mountain
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Broad day light had never been so
when i could realise fathom of my soul
my mind asks me, where thou art going
to an endless path, that will never meet
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