'The solemn music is tuning in the bard's mind,he trying to chisel with
Aesthetic art.Wishing the wind could scatter his ideas unto different directions.When he lost the dearest maid, he felt along the way he did under the wings of knowledge. He found shelter and slept beneath the shade of ancient books.The shelter the had when he was mad enough to prove the world. summer gave him warmth,yet warm and hottest memories he found and waited further on
Arrived the day:
When autumn wind lets his Timidness fall, new hopes will sprout in may till September'
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EMOTIONS COLD
“Here is the World, where the emotions cold, the desire become unreal, fancy leads the role, thoughts wake words to speak of the loss, wor...
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Then I wake up.after A torturing Dream,back to you: One beat to the favor of truth that I need forever. There are queries that a few hu...
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The Poet wants to the Leave the Living World, due to loss of Love and care,before that, he sings a sad Song! :)
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