As I have come to realize it,
I am a traveler from far
And have to go there.
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The flowers will bloom,
You will smile to see themIn your strange amazement and astonishmentBut I shall not be there to see.Bye-bye.
A handful,
To be immersed in,Swept intoThe river watersTelling ofWhat it lived it here,What saw I it here.Ashes,Ashes,The bodily ashes,My ashes,Ashes,The remains of the body.
Poetry is not poetry today,
Rhymed and unrhymed,The tidbits of talks.
Greener sense
Greener sense,How to keep the environmentGreen and pollution free?
Unknown Citizen,
make I, unmake IYour torsoin my poetry!You are now not,but your ideals are,your principles and philosophyof life.I still derive, derive from,Unknown Citizen,I still, stillhave many a thing to learn,learn from.You went away unsaid, untold,a common manyou came and went away,but your principles more powerfulthan those of todayaccepted and acknowledged.
I want you,
If you are not,The singer in me will pass away,There should be somebody to love.I want you, I love you,I love you and like you,You re the song of my life.If you are not, how will it the songBreak forth?