My creations.
And I am watching,
Watching my own face.
Watching and burning
In my own shadow.
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Who, what, why,
And relatedSo many questionsAre thereAs before.What is it about?How did it happen?Why does it matter?What next?And so manyQuestions remainUnanswered.And life is goingOn its own wayWithout any care,Careless.And the sun isRising dailyWith no intention.Air to airFighting is going onWith no result.And daily we seeThe smiles ofThe moonAnd the flowers.
Honeylike words,
Playful glances,All togetherStolen away my heartsAnd everything.No ocean of distressCan touch me anymore.And I am on the way ofNew construction.I know love needsNo intelligence.Life is all beautifulAnd charming.
ଗୋଟିଏ ସୂର୍ଯ୍ୟ
ଗୋଟିଏ ହସଯଥେଷ୍ଟ ଜିଣିବାକୁ ଜଗତ ।ଗୋଟିଏ ଜୀବନ ପାଇଲେତୁମକୁ ହୋଇଯାଏ ଧନ୍ୟ ।ଗୋଟିଏ ଶବ୍ଦ ଧରିହୋଇଗଲେପଳାଇଯାଏ ପାଖରୁ ମରଣ ।
I thought it is you
But I found the truthIt is not you andI returned back toDry woods.No toolNo poolI discoveredAll dewI knew.Am I gone mad?No no noMurmured the air.
Only a good poet can
Think about the world,And the truth.Only a good poet canSay life is nowhereAnd we are all dead.Only a good poet canStay awake and serveThe notice of danger.Danger to life andWealth is there asAlways here there,Only known to good poets.
Life is but a spark,
And all glorious.Life started,Seas and oceansAgitated.Life come in,Darkness goes out.Let life flourish,And all the stars and planetsAre but a manifestation of life.I exist means I have life,I want life and nothing more,I live life with truth.