The Fading Clouds
The fading clouds
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Oh, the dweller of ‘Vijay Top’
Thine downy appearance hath a mystic path
Your angelic grace is born of
A mate less mother, celestial froth.
Fumes that arise from a fathomless deep
Sweep through the cosmos and merge within lights
What errands do you mystify and why do you creep?
Over sun-smitten cliffs, and sunken heights.
I explore the waterless oceans
Winged by a crushing will, over-burning desire
Break through the mystery of life in cherished fire
And melt off my own nature and traditions.
Your fading frame over wading cries
Beyond the skies and where souls’ habitation lies.
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All rights reserved/June 1959/B N Kaul
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(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(13 September 1916 – 23 November 1990)
(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
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