Sagar Patil Poems

Once 'twas a special dawn, as gazed I through a frame
Outlines of hills were calmly swaying ocean waves
An afloat ball's ablaze with gleaming flames
Lyrical dulcet chirps I heard in slow octaves
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The train of time ever runs and runs
Each one is gifted a ride on this train
Visits stations of each day, only once
And past stations, will never come again
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In verse, I dream and wish you knew
Why angels shied from the beautiful you,
As in my mind-skies, few jocund thoughts flew,
I wish I could gift them to you...
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What is the night?

A canvas painted black
with an absent mind
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What's ever unheard by the ears
Need not be, unseen by the eyes
What's evasion for the seers
Can be fathomed, by minds that're wise
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Has your self ever mused of being the wind
And help the moon, lift ocean waves ashore,
Outrun birds; leave the fastest steeds behind,
And ferry monsoons, sound; and much, much more.
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When there is water in my eyes,
And vacant breaths smell of good byes;
Then everything does seem so blurred,
Like sight was but a debt incurred.
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In some lone corner of my house,
A fish-tank does stand still
A lone fish without pals or spouse
Life breathes it, through it's gills
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No soul evades the sword of fate
As born thou were, thou shalt perish
Nay armor there is that blocks death
Its moments 'tween that thou should cherish
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