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O mother, take me there, where I find the gratifying grace, Take me there, where I dwell in bliss, Take me there, where I ramble in rapturous joy, Take me to that miraculous planet and nurture me, O mother, take me there, where I find the tantalizing nothingness, Take me there, in to the surrealistic world and let me ponder over the nature’s allegories, Take me to this exuberant excursion, O mother, I have become claustrophobic, I cannot live in this enclosed space, Take me to the infinity where I have no confinity, Take me through the valleys of sunshine and glory, O mother, Let me live the eternal love, Let me smell the soil, Let me hear the choirs of sea, Let me be an epicurean, Let me squelch and tread on the planet, Let me see the picturesque of nature, Let me lay my body on the roots of heaven, Let me dandle on your knees, Let me construe the dappled sky, Let me live and leave, O mother, instigate your benign impulsion, I long to see you and the world, I want to be resurrected, O mother, I loved you before I knew, I believed in you before I knew.
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Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 9:58 AM UTC
o mother take me there..
O mother, take me there, where I find the gratifying grace, Take me there, where I dwell in bliss, Take me there, where I ramble in rapturous joy, Take me to that miraculous planet and nurture me, O mother, take me there, where I find the tantalizing nothingness, Take me there, in to the surrealistic world and let me ponder over the nature’s allegories, Take me to this exuberant excursion, O mother, I have become claustrophobic, I cannot live in this enclosed space, Take me to the infinity where I have no confinity, Take me through the valleys of sunshine and glory, O mother, Let me live the eternal love, Let me smell the soil, Let me hear the choirs of sea, Let me be an epicurean, Let me squelch and tread on the planet, Let me see the picturesque of nature, Let me lay my body on the roots of heaven, Let me dandle on your knees, Let me construe the dappled sky, Let me live and leave, O mother, instigate your benign impulsion, I long to see you and the world, I want to be resurrected, O mother, I loved you before I knew, I believed in you before I knew.
The child descries the unfathomable beauty and exhilaration on the planet when he is in the womb and makes an earnest request to emanate him out of the gestation period....
vamsi-sai-mohan
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Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 9:58 AM UTC
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