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/// Look! My friend It is true that my existence will be graved after death- you forget me, as speed squander particle existence-- earth could not remember-- either it will be deformed or dissolved--- Memory decays as rolling stone- forget and fade twinkle childhood, as daffodils wither at evening--- Today's child the father of tomorrow Aye reminisces the past and decide the future, today's peppy stream with its chime, tomorrow's buried river- only articulate history Civilization, culture and fashion, those are transfigured by time- I see, truth has grown as a lie as the sun rises in the west, men have made the conversion to lie- as politics become poly tricks- Igneous to metamorphic rock, by the process of nature with time- the ultimate truth From summer to winter, winter to spring - pouring-- Sweet sweat- snowflakes- cuckoo sings season changeover and being-- But aftermath my friend, two things are still ****** untouched, my love-- my soul-- the power of God---- /// @Musfiq us shaleheen
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 2:22 PM UTC
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/// Look! My friend It is true that my existence will be graved after death- you forget me, as speed squander particle existence-- earth could not remember-- either it will be deformed or dissolved--- Memory decays as rolling stone- forget and fade twinkle childhood, as daffodils wither at evening--- Today's child the father of tomorrow Aye reminisces the past and decide the future, today's peppy stream with its chime, tomorrow's buried river- only articulate history Civilization, culture and fashion, those are transfigured by time- I see, truth has grown as a lie as the sun rises in the west, men have made the conversion to lie- as politics become poly tricks- Igneous to metamorphic rock, by the process of nature with time- the ultimate truth From summer to winter, winter to spring - pouring-- Sweet sweat- snowflakes- cuckoo sings season changeover and being-- But aftermath my friend, two things are still ****** untouched, my love-- my soul-- the power of God---- /// @Musfiq us shaleheen
My Love, My soul - The Power of God
#love#life#death#time#nature#moving#chnge
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 2:22 PM UTC
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