Friday, April 17, 2015
WHEN THE WINTER CLOUDS ARE SEEN
The winter clouds are seen—neatly fog entering into my house atop,delivering me words of chillness and I have loneliness and my ever loved friend—solitude.Well I love having this dark room where I sat in the dim light of a lantern and write pleasantly.When Love is barren with self-proud I have only words left—pain carries me to make words of wisdom
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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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