kalyan mech

If beauty is a gift
Then what is deform.
To me it is not curse.
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Do
The sky knows
What is wide?
Do
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For you my wandering desire rise
Beloved, on my both palm,
For you only my vigin love
Is weaving hym after hym of psalm.
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There are two thing in this earth-
One is too scarce and
Other is too abundance.
Scarce is readily to get but
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A translated shayaree

Don't ask me how i got hurt.
Friends, don't ask me how i got hurt on my forehead,
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I want to ask a question,
Time; Are you running to fast?
But i know he will smile and say,
'I don't know what is slow or what is fast,
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O' soldier don't tell me you fought a battle.
That wrangles of words, this mine that your's,
Who's bullets bended, who's arrows offended,
One's dead sob or other's drums rattle.
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O' poetry
Don't waste the inks of my pen.
This piteous pen awaits for me
Only to draw a metaphoric language.
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How moment passes by the window silently,
Neither day informs when he arrives
Nor night bids a good bye.
No sooner we indulge in a moment
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Beneath the calm bluish
Among the fragmented cloud pieces
A angry sun is hanging above,
Watching the broken and crushed village.
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My strech
On rising bed
Is you.
In morning
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How can you entice
My barbarous heart?
By a little weeping
Or by a shower of babbling mouth.
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She was born as a lotus pedal,
Mud soul, free to get wet and lively,
Hunk who hate hunbandry, abandoned her
She didn't die as a lily.
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Silence!

Here sleeps my brother.
Don't stand by him
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With the fountain of sunset
My eyes drain to a dream.
A second i slept like a log
Awake; conciousness behold the unconciousness.
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Before a day i thought
Today after a day i am thinking
Shall i go to pilgrimage.
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One silly foggy dawn
When sun was still reciting his first stanza
I stumbled and woke for last-
To begin my villanelle.
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Runners, sometimes please look back,
Lovers, please keep the hate botton on,
Soldiers, sometimes sell your your weapons,
Because 'sometimes even right is wrong'.
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Some stoppage leads to some-what calls that
All shiny shoes and colors of hats,
Along all the topsy-turvy and strong
Little lanes and some too long
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Let conspiracy be truth
Please come again to sadden my heart(requesting)
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