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It’s too hot, could you come as a rainy spout!
The music of steps I can feel, I breathe-in you,And what I inhale is shivering my body,I know you are dancing somewhere very close,Humid air that is wet, murmuring a song,A lyric that is sung after meeting the belovedAlthough I can listen to your slow heart beats,But now I want a thunder of passion,Lightning of…
I was just a soil unaware of my fertility,
It’s your magic I knew how versatile I am,O fertility! You are an amazing utility,I am painting you on the canvas of earth,Soon I shall know my wonderful real worth!Here I see one with plough and seeds,There I see a woman swinging below sky,Here I see growing crops tending to fly.There I see one carrying…
A friend I am missing for so many days,
Is the philosopher poet now tired of thinking?In a lonely corner cold beverage he is drinking.Or somewhere he is playing Ping-Pong,Or thinking to write a divine sweet song,The heart is moving with movements of the ball,While the brain embroidering a poetic shawl.Knitted wool may help the ailing human race,A shawl decorated with a green love…
The world is running on a to and fro caricature,
May be a withdrawal after a failed adventure,May be a to and fro movement that is absurd.Living between hate and love, foolish and awkward,His hate pushes me back to regret the thousand years,But then it’s his love that pulls me further forward,I extend my arms while in my eyes are thousand tears.Is he a friend…
Why do you fight for the resources?
My children black, yellow, brown or whiteExplore a hidden breast, that’s all you need.In the depths of a desert I have oilIn the barren mountains I have mineralsBelow frozen hard tops there’s a soft soilEven in the oceans I have pearls and cereals.
When a child is born with a rare disorder,
My Lord! I raise my eyes to your high skies,Why you spring such a painful flower?Every ethics has a funny reply,I smile; yes I just smile, as these replies,Are merely to defend their chosen belief,I see a blank blue board, how high I fly!The teen aged girl, a patient of Progeria,She was seventeen, the sweet…