Feels all
Tells all
With his mind, heart and soul.
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That knows that Life,
Is really, not what it seems.
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Big broken heart,
There is nothing,
Sadder than that.
All it wanted was love
But it was denied,
Even that,
So they were to find him,
Gone,
Drowned,
In his own tears
Mentally strangled,
By the love
He never found,
By the love,
He never had.
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Lives in the mortal world
But loves the immortals,
A poet
Is someone who
Lives in whirlpools of Intolerances
But loves to understand,
A poet
Is someone who
Lives in the dirt of injustice
But loves to rationalize,
A poet
Is someone who
Lives in the shadow of the ignorant,
But loves to invoke noble thoughts.
A poet
Is someone who
Lives in the house with black walls,
But loves to paint white on it.
A poet
Is someone who
Lives in the world of hatred,
But loves to care and dares to love.
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A rainbow of Eros
In the raining skies of the lovers
Beyond their horizon of lust,
Below their zenith of thirst.
And Someone
Who lets them imagine
The preponing of all seasons of romances
Bathing in elixir of passionate love
That can ever dawn upon their Eastern sky.
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Who, adds a new page
To the writing pad of loving hearts
Who, have undergone erotic lethargy
After seasons of disharmony and discord.
And the pages are
Painted in the colour of love
Wet with rains of urges to live
Longer than their span of life
Clad with cotton of passion
Warmer than the hugs of lost friends
Filled with naked emptiness of Soul
Fuller than the voids of conjugation
Orange with shyness of moonlit nights
Spent with lonely memoirs.