i am young, i am old
i am new, fresh, untold.
i am wise, i am naive
it is on faith, that i thrive
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Month: December 2011
to be me
i wish to be a butterfly.
i wish to ride the bare back horse
on vast and open greens –
wind blowing in my hair.
i wish the crackling fire beside,
below night sky –
a distant drum in the air.
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song of evening solitude
under the flame of the forest
silent and empty i wait.
unfathomed hues
and deepest blues
do touch the sky
and glide on by.
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Love is like Water
Love is like water. Water might be cascading down like a waterfall, or it might be in the form of robust waves of the ocean. It might be flowing as a gently gurgling stream. It may be calm and placid in a lake or swimming pool. Water may be flowing under the ground. You may… Continue reading Love is like Water
বিনয় (humbleness)
a learned philosopher once came to town
the town-folk ran for some knowledge to own
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