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A pearl is always a pearl
A doll may grow up
A cloud may groom into a mammoth
To shower over a thousand cracked earth;
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She came on horseback rock n roll
When the dewdrops sparkled on the glade
As the mare trotted along the knoll
I was there to wave the deity and the doll
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A cutting edge loomed in the waxed visage
As she went ahead with a surge
Down the turbulent bonny lass;
The bee stung, in virile sucking spree
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A seducing butterfly that I see
In the fluttering of your eyes
Wings of colorful dyes
Glimmer through the zeroed pupils;
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Come back O ocean tumultuous
With all your passion to the rendezvous
Come fill the pores of darkened dunes
Soak my heart with your wild tunes
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The maiden spring vivacious
For meeting the brook down the valley
Dancing in twists and turns
Spraying fragrant vapour all the way;
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When the dark clouds will cease to come
Thunder and lightning will disappear
And the rains will not shower
The shape of you would be lost forever;
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A nice easy way to say bye to a tree
And move ahead with newer dreams
With an unmatched spree
Dreams can fly you to the mirage of a distant island; emerald green,
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A fluffy hand with green polished nails
A misty sky peeps atop the pine woods
Felt like a flamingo chick trembling in fear;
When I hold it to cross the turbulent river.
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Looking at the night sky through the fading darkness
I wanted to show you, your highness
That I am awake with you at this hour
Doting you with all my power
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One day you are up
On another its me
A see-saw struggle to survive
In this endowed world’s hearth
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Lot of words were said
Some remained unspoken
Tucked in reels were
Plush fun fare round-the-clock
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A flame that is burning silently
Without a remorse or guilt
With flakes of hope
And bundles of fear;
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A collage of colours that you are probably now
Or would be on the day to come
A tinge of jealousy made me purple at dawn
While walking on the green
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Sweating through the day
Swearing by the sky
Gulping water in galloping spree
You and I, endeared with matka kulfi
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Fascinated that I am with you
For lighting in me a fire
In a rather lugubrious horizon;
Never had I felt so high on emotion
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Life sometimes moves like a bullock cart
Sometimes a jet over the ocean
A picture of solemn pledge
Never to look back again
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Walking thro’ the golden fields on hilltop
With the gaudy Arabian sea on the enclave
I came across a beautiful lagoon
Fed by the enormous lake of blue water
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Dry and arid and harsh that now the canvas is,
Raging gale blowing furnace with ease
A splash into the golden river
Does not make me cool either
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Life sometimes takes back too muchhi,
A little mistake and the pleasure is gone;
Happiness unadulterated
Never stays long...
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