Quite is the fire,
Quite are the dreams,
Quite are the passions, the laughter and the streams.
Quite is the fire that sooths the moment.
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The wind drives the waves,
Upto the shore,
Lying on the sand with my love,
I witnessed the gale that blew in!
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When winds blow cold,
And rains wet grounds and soul,
It’s time to find smiles elsewhere,
Not to be gloom!
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Behold and witness,
the beauty of the golden sun.
Over the horizon, she sets,
Into the Amber hills.
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Life is a story in volumes three,
The past the present and the yet to be!
Life is for living come what may,
When the first is over,
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She has shared her being with him!
Protected him, in the azure depths of her womb, for Nine months!
She shared joyously with him,
Her Life, Her Blood, Her Thoughts, and brought him safely,
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I cried tears of pain,
As I pushed you into this world,
I cried tears of Love,
As you were laid in my arms!
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The night is still and silent,
The moon gives away a beautiful cool light,
There is sweet smell in the air,
And cool breeze blowing through my hair!
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Once so vibrant and so full of life,
She survived storms all along!
And now, here she is,
Dying and dropping in her vase!
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The colours shine so bright from the reflection,
Making the world look beautiful;
Red – The will of love,
Purple – The depth of beauty,
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