"I found a god,manly in my vast nature,where there is realms wealthy,where I seen the joy of the moving springs and the jumping fawn" - Nithin Purple

"I found a god,manly in my vast nature,where there is realms wealthy,where I seen the joy of the moving springs and the jumping fawn"

- Nithin Purple

WHEN AM MAD

When I am mad I get full authorization to tear apart,a man who jumps like a little fawn.Obedient to dark and dark cloulds.would be my madness knows the mighty world and its darkness never returns to light.So was he,I the constantly lacked little mere child,a child who literally lived long gloomy years,lonely and isolated from seeing love's lonely songs and disappointed in loosing his bow forgoten in his maid's mind wall

WHEN I THINK OF YOU

When I still think of you, you are a little love pot for me,no flattering my words,only pains.so was my love,painful and weeping atop some doomed clouds.Once I was happy and never upset the night am now.Happier than an angel I was and I had plume and freedom to move. I was manly loved.But when now you look at my tireless frame,not one of you say that I had a dream or I had a love bird.

TO KILL A NIGHT

To kill a night is easy because I have pains.I write my pains in traditional papers.And once I feel hurt I will never look back to the papers I wrote.I try to fade away unto the clouds,I mean the world is expecting my sorrow,and challenges me .If any one asks I will frankly explain my failures and my wishes that I couldn't fulfill.If you ask me why are you in melancholy, I dare to say it is,am that.I don't want to blame anyone any one in the world.I go away,I love to go away,far far far far

I DISTURBED A CLOUDY MOON

I disturbed a cloudy moon,I knocked a door private,I went a marriage with out invitation.I ate a feast with out calling me.I went painfully into my world in a memory street.I know all was I, So now let me die like a young gentle man with my forlorn oblivion

WOULD YOU SURE DIE LIKE A STAR

Would you sure die like a star with radiant energy that once a miracle to young hearts.would you die better in happiness that once filled in the envy.Would you die like my Milton,the man who had no eyes to write.If you die like my shelley,I would rather appreciate you because you loved reality and you enquired the world,or If I die I want to die like my hopeless keats better than the world's death

I FOUND A GOD

I found a god,manly in my vast nature,where there is realms wealthy,the moving springs and the jumping fawn,look at the flow both have.Nature was created by nature itself, the way it recycles one another.If you look at that nature beyond you,you will get astonished the gravity and the chemistry linked one another.I found various hypothesis for its origin including the nature comes and it goes so is the living and destructive god, among my eyes