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Hope for world
Enriched by gifts from divine,
Fascinated by mystery of world,
Fortifying with faith man having goals,
Conquers this world and above all whole,
Conventionally and modernize optimist ; he is,
All he has traditionally and untraditionely.
Colours of Sorrows,which are chastened by hope,
Circles of life not remain in down phase always,
Charactized beauty of turning life is amazing,
Confirmed habits Console by prayer of dream
Darked shadows of life soon deprive,
Encouraged by success a soul removes valley of misfortune,
Waste of opportunity waves depression,
But vehicle of pipe dream stires movements of rewards,
Voice of ambition gathers all worlds of fancy,
Attained by efforts victory jumps on laps of the worthy,
Affected by all external or internal factors,
A man's vision with wish never tumples,
World is its on way of progress and attainment,
Bright-minded person glimpses in darke trench,
And brings out bright Jewels for life
Burden of empty Barrels
Wished life might away in perfect contentment,
In long journey I hoisted some empty barrels,
To lift the soul someone I wrenched with me,
Wrought with emotions I put burning desires to fill them,
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A drowsy way in journey with murmur floating of longings,
All wishes and desires dumped down into barrels.A cry of wondering bird in the wind awaked me,
But carving on a spire of wishes with excitement,
Without notice I was on my way in dreams,
A giant gallen of desires overheard in barrels,
Like some misty monster of sleep was in them,
I put them on my shoulders carried away,
Stab of a dagger of yearns -frozen poisoned me well,
With grim face having carved mask I still continued my journey,
Loading and unloading in barrels, the longings,
A life appeared before me tired with tease,
The barrels were still empty not up increased ,
Outside a lattice swayed the branch of wishes,
No more valuable all were to let down,
I unlifted barrals and saw still were empty.
A slit of chaos
Deep mystery of life takes steady flame,
Ethereal light of a solitary star passes through,
A long slit of a day light flare beam,
Soothing and gentle dance of specks,
Soft haze with fairy dreams floating in streams,
Reflects a mind blowing touch of little fancies,
White birds of thoughts fly in drifting shining flecks,
Age, in all weathers looks as a child,
My life's brook blows up and down with themes,
With whistle of air humming with soft notes,
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I stretch before it expanded palm of my hand,
To catch all my whimsies in one myraid,
A storm of tossed rivulet flashes on with aglow,
A forest sweeps visions with deep and driven
masses,
Crept by unenvious weather wind welcomes to thoughts,
Delightful to the mind as cool to heart,
Spheres of life with their colours appear,
In an unknown world in a primeval chaos.
Beyond all words
Some things of moods and moments,
Make me meditation of an endless theme,
Some delusions of thoughts try to mangle them,
Unique and overwhelming charm of their company,
Leads me to zones of mystery where my vision flights,
Some skeptical suspension of delight and wonder,
Not affected by pomp or grandeur,
With gracious willingness mends my inners walls of soul,
Growing sense of gratitude of satisfaction,
Deeply rooted in the heart of harmoney of generous
Diversity of mind with its temperament of adjustment,
Displays enormous power and its splendor,
Modes of thinking dazzle their novelty and brilliance,
Enchanting effect of time and experience,
Glances and smiles on finely touch of beyond all words.
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