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The soft touch of the gentle gold
The expansiveness of the early eve.
The gradual setting of the violet
over blue.
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2.

The quintessence of life,
Without which you cannot vibe,
The share of the blessed one,
Without which you are undone.
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Who knew, you might have known;
The rippling rivers, the brackish stones-
The rising sun, the running fawn,
The drizzling rains and the chirping birds.
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4.

A small bird lived in
a big palatial house.
There lived a small boy
with his parents.
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Now that the two worlds
are separated
The smaller world
is in the eternal wait-
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A small lump is gradually formed
Inside the secured muscular walls.
The slow formations of the limbs, heart and lungs
With which one's feelings gradually excites.
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7.

Light gives one might
It is the strenght to fight
It ushers in new life
In it we get a novel sight.
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8.

The chandeliers of the noctural hour
Its distended sparks send
A sweet temptation-
In one's bosoom.
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I was in darkness
shievering with fear.
No one was there
except a firm hand.
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When you were there with me,
The crowd was obliviating.
The aroma of your presence
was so engrossing.
...

Like the streams flow
towards the rivers,
The rivers flow
towards the ocean,
...

Do you know that your
thought follows me-
Like a shadow.
Do you know that you
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It started its sojourn
in the search
of its soulmate-
In a hesitant manner.
...

My lonely ways still
awaiting your arrival
The desolate moments make me
remember of the golden days
...

The exuberating green
Standing erect on the milky white
-Frozen
The precious milky drops
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Feeling

The soft touch of the gentle gold
The expansiveness of the early eve.
The gradual setting of the violet
over blue.
The green grasses apparently
calming down
The violet getting engulfed by the
glistening black
Setting a deep passion into the
hearts of the grasses.
Almost in a culmination.
The blushing of the grasses at the
early dew.
The caressing touch of the morning sun
Over the last night's bruishes.
The grass cherishes it and waits for
the dark.
I miss you as the grass misses the night.
I miss you at the weeping of the rains.
I miss you at the splashing of the waves.
O Feeling! I try hard to drive you out
Alas! fail everytime.

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