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after many nights she came back

after many nights she came back to her yellow room, and wrote with much love and warmth

July 10
poet would live
as a pure white feather in the painted sky
with wings of its own so light and alive

he would sing the beautiful song of his soul
of love and bliss of life for the universe to hear
and an angel will listen..and hold his hand

he will bring smiles to all wounded souls and give them hope
a hope of life and a breath of faith
till his cherished life would end

when his final breath is let out
he would unite with the soul of universe
and the song of his soul would be sung by the sea
where the angel would rest in eternal peace
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poet should die

at that night after coming back to his blue room, he wrote this…without any logical reason behind.. but when he was writing, his eyes turned in to blue.. and that blue was flowing down across his unshaven cheeks and blotted on the paper.. making it blue..


May 20
poet should die..
as a dog on the road
with a heart so wounded

he should bleed
in pain and agony
with no one to witness, no hand to hold

he should write
his poetry till his worn out life ends
and he should sing
till his heart stops
he must strive with his last drops
to bring a smile to all the sad souls


till the last morph of his love
released in to the air
with no trace behind him
with no words around him..

he should die and wither
like dust in the wind…
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you met your rain

this note was there…in her diary, among lot of sentences that even she couldn't understand what they are really about..

May 20
you met 'rain' and the painting was all with a distant fairy like silver lights..
your rain is a misty gray with a gleam of pearliness, like the far away stormy sky and the sea spray that carries its salt..
the blue umbrella.. very blue and silver.. with a deep calm and a thriving energy.. like electricity under deep water
you met your rain with silvery white like liquid mercury dripping thru soft green leaves
and chocolate coated strawberries are a golden syrup with a gleam of red..
 
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