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Some days ago I saw
Thieves kiss thy pink lips for free
In front of my eyes
Thou set that high price for me
When I'm on the altar now.
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30.07.2013
I drink day and night
Wine from my love's golden cup
Each sip with new taste
Proudless, shyless and fearless
Mindless, bodyless and heartless.
The night is falling
Her eyes are gone from thee
Cry not O Ravi
There is no use of true words
When heart is burning in pain.
Kee my heart with you
To ease your aching passion
I shan't take away
In this life lost dead body
See, there is no use of beat.
As the sun in the day brings heat and light
As the moon shines with cool ray at night
As the herbs work to bring magical heal
Thy poetry walk amongst people with zeal
Approving deep feeling, beauty and grace
Exploring rich humanity's lost all trace
To waken up all the souls sleeping deep
To prepare them to fight the fates creep
To drain their unfathomable Niles of pain
To empower 'em and to free from chain
Let the poetry flow as the blood flows
Let in thy respiration love and joy glow
Thou hath to use the last drop of the ink
To write the last poem make people think.
When my fame is gone
They all will leave me to die
my love be with me
Lest who drinks your loves sadness
Lest who fills my cup with wine.
Below the seasonal spring in the hill
There lies the dark wood full of shrubs
Of which there goes a rugged highway
Enclosed by high fences and muddy
Of which boot-less hippo enjoys
lurking eyes closed and careless
To the land of delight
growing grove of highly
esteemed miraculous fruit.
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Note: This poem brings multi-meaning.
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