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Angel
I can see her sparkling eyes
Glowing with care and lot of love
She walked past me as an angel on fleet,
Is the same day I made her angel of my life!
She is like a cool morning breeze
With her hair like an unruffled stream.
And when I look at her beautiful face
The world around seem so insignificant.
It is her voice that make me live
The moments with her, a beau...
Wednesday 17th February 2016 3:50 am
Eden Of Hell
Someone listen to the shallow weeps
Someone care for this melancholy strain
Rising sun and a beautiful dawn
are never even there in my sweetest dreams.
Amber waves from the endless fields,
Twinkling rays from the golden skies
-all forbidden fruits in this Eden of hell.
With heart beating like a ballistic trumpet,
Body shivering as in midnight Thames
Slowly I walked ...
Wednesday 17th February 2016 3:44 am
Beauty of Life
Walking along the endless roads,
Darting past many cities of fame.
Don’t know when he started this journey…
Searching for -the beauty of life!
He had seen many beautiful dawns,
And the kaleidoscope of the evening rays.
But nowhere he found, nowhere he felt,
The beauty of life,- the beauty of life!
Dejected he feels, dismally wound,
All his efforts in mere vain…
At last he decide to ...
Wednesday 17th February 2016 3:37 am
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