In the end of the field he fetched furious hound.
Bicycle was in speedy motion his heart pounds,
His hands slipped and thrashed with a sound.
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Imagination is my granddaughter,
She does often cry,To remain jolly I try.She reads and writes very well,With her mother she does dwell.Sometimes we do make merry,We eat rice, cakes and curry.She is theist, she believes in God,To worship, she never feels odd.I love her and wish her progress,In sweet smiles she does impress.
Oh awake and watch the sky,
Because of sun’s rise in far EastIn love of time is dancing mist.Like the cycle of water so far,At night come angels shiny star.Dances water on wings of wind,Soil in affection rain drops bind.Find the path row you all of love,In far horizon calls us new dove.There is no season as love blooms,Watch and awake…
Amazing this moment is splendour,
Tender is called for perfect devotion,Come on, come on and feel emotion.Motion of time nobody knows again,Like winter and summer all say then,Men feel they come and go away sure,Perfect morning comes we feel it pure.Assure this and tell which comes new,Fresh air, fresh mind in morning dew.Few of us feel, few also wander, think,Wonderful…
Jack has cut grown nails by a nail cutter,
Utter amazement he feels and soon he jumps,Mind carries waves of sea, his thought bumps.Jack is fighting tooth and nail here to stop,He is going to sale nail cutter in near shop.He is as hard as nails, again nails do fear,Jack says he is a lion and not at all a deer.He hits the nail…
God is extremely tall, he is taller,
In compassion in surroundings,He is beyond our comparison.This is not so possible to imagine,His wonderful creation at all,He has greatest importance ever,Never can we imagine his form.We are eternally influenced by him,With great intensity of light we grow,Reflecting his vision he attracts us,Growing more we surrender in him.By his powerful attraction definitely,We cross this illusion…
What is there?
From the eastFrom the westFrom the northFrom the south,East-southEast-northWest-southWest-north,What is there?Milk is seepingFrom a big stoneBeneath a tree,Eyes see, butMind can’t believe.Can a stone provide milk?Is it possible?Can science prove it?May beThere may be reasonsBehind itStill it is mysterious,We have to believe GodGod can do this.