Like the sandgrains on the stretched palm
with the wind have flown the years
the tides rolled back the sea is now calm
It's biding time on this heavenly sphere!
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In this city of a billion feet
striking the concrete
if may found one face
in one recess
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It's time to move away she thought
and without a parting note
quietly took her breath away.
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Seeing the surge of love poems
finding love as the most trending tag
though my spirit swells
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Never short of love for him
the son lends his father his shorts.
The poor man was making do with one
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Drongos are not as brittle boned as me
Though my nightly poems have ceased to be
They’re still up in wings’ ceaseless flight
Feeding on insects buzzing in moonlight!
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