Torn brocades
Recalls the melancholy of thoughts
Of golden days with poet friends
Spend together in the blossom valley of poems
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Shadow shaded before eyes
Tagged to reveal truth
Behind the curtains
Behold the true image.
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Without words
As my musings of heart
I convey my thoughts
And tune my inner soul.
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Rain was on its last symphony
Either in the peak
or in the middle
But the western wind
...
if you are alive
share some words
of friendship!
if I am dead
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New horizons of emotions
Builds the curves and colors
Of extended thoughts
Warmth feelings created in life.
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Memories laced in golden reels
Marginalised over the shining stars
Kept behind the grassy mountains
Compress them in the waves of ocean.
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Living with a broken heart
is hard to share
And the life is a burden
for the bearer intact.
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Eyes closed in delight
Mind opened in doubt
Debt settled in past
Fragrance spread in galore.
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Green roses bloom
In the garden
As a token of survival
Of love and life.
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