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HJV Mar 2019
When I think, I queue
Feelings are not blinding, but
Tips caress a braille
Figured I try a Haiku
Jayanta May 2014
Sometime it flyaway to the sky
Passing through enclosure of cloud!
Sometime it climbs through the ladder of hope with wind
Reach in the peak of dream for eloquence of love....
Love for self.....life.... people....land and soil..........!
Sometime it swims in the ocean of felony and transgression
Searching gone astray   generosity and candour!
Consistently it is vivacious and brings new notion to ponder!
Sometime it coverts contemplation to allure
Allure to aspiration
Aspiration to act upon
Then to poignant feat with great ecstasy!

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