As if we were in the seventh heaven
When we laid on the field lush green
Though we did not have any wing
Yet we never stopped to fly
She was made my queen and I her king
Our breaths in excitement went all dry
That soft touch of her fingers
I shake I shudder when I remember
As the memory in my heart still lingers
If she still feels the same I just wonder
I preferLike foodSimpleThanrichone is healthythe other is good for trutheloquenceor rhetorical figures of speech arelike artificial cosmeticsmake a rough cheeklook smootha conin the garb of decorationhides gorges and cliffsand makes us fool
How sweet it is that I am with youBe it Islam, Christianity, Hinduism or BuddhismNo heck to distinguish any one from the othersThey are the same weed of the same soilEating up the crop of humanityBut what about nationalism and its product the nationalistsThey are not less criminals when they go to kill millionsIn the…
Facing an open seaVast and wideMade up of peopleWe call it multitude or crowdAnd waiting for opportunity to come swimmingLike a fish in our little drains and alleysAnd we are ready, too,To hunt the tasteAnd dive into immortal fameBut when the game turns into a raceAnd the race becomes fierceWe remain friends but only in…
as I have a heart like that of you stillget a dose of my love and carewhenever you get a chanceto be together butdo not bedishearten,whenI raise andtighten my eyebrows because of myshattered hopes: do not befrighten away when I harden my facedue to the situation, tight, I had to face, I accordwith you I…
Jokers claim to understand,Death is an untested phenomenonThe tomfoolery isFools give their expert observation
an extreme delusionconfusionfor poor translationin mind
