I May Die

It's not strange, not queer,
not a matter to heave a sigh.
I'm very near, near,
near to death, I may die.
Tomorrow's sunlight,
I may not see,
nature's every sight,
won't be with me.
As death is nothing,
but, to cease at once,
stop of breathing,
any hour in trance,
or you may say,
a journey of life,
on a different way,
leaving earthly strife.
Nobody will remember,
except some kins,
I haven't been ever,
their words do that mean.

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Welcome Rain

The light of the smiling twilight
Is washed in a moment;
The thousand ships of clouds,
Throng and color the blue azure
With black paint-
The birds hurry to back to nest...
The silhouette of the tall trees
Stand solemnly;
A stroke of sudden mighty wind
Rushes to toss the heads of the
Waiting grove.....
Suddenly the sun is blinded with
The shroud of the black gauge;
The silver sparkling invites
The thunderbolt to scare
The timid earth; A metallic
Scale is pulled from one side to
The other of the blind firmament;
Lightning fills the sky
With his wild laughter;

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To Shelley From Harriet

My lost love, the rebllious poet,
It's me, your bygone days, Harriet.
I'm torn and endured a lot.
I won't give blame only to my lot.
I loved you and will be loving ever,
You can forget me but I'll never!
I waited for you for three years.
Could have awaited more o my dear.
At least, you loved me once in my life,
With this belief I could have survived.
I thought a born rebellion you are,
Someday, must come back quenching your fire!
But, no, ray of hope, no flickering light,
I found still now, which can help me fight.
This battle of unrequited love,
This road is uncertain and very rough.
I can't stand anymore this fevered life,
Always with pain, and intolerable strife!
I will get myself drowned in Serpentine lake,
Though I know, it won't give you any shake!

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The July Sky

The sky is pouring all day long,
Water from it's pitch dark pot.
The trees, plants and shrubs so got
Relieved from that scorching hot.
Ah! they said to each other-
Rain is blessings, is not it?
How could one live, happily,
In such painful burning heat?
They all chat and smile and crackle.
Flowers let out sweet fragrance,
The faded greenness then chuckle-
As raindrops start their ballet dance.
We should take rest, can work no more-
The Nimbus clouds discuss with friends,
They labored hard throughout the day.
The lightning, mapping all clouds' ends,
Taking metal scale, he rubs on sky,
Announces-all clouds must take a row.
Whose tasks are left, they stay for now,
The white ones make queue, you can go.

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July Sky

The sky is pouring all day long,
Water from it's pitch dark pot.
The trees, plants and shrubs so got
Relieved from that scorching hot.
Ah! they said to each other-
Rain is blessings, is not it?
How could one live, happily,
In such painful burning heat?
They all chat and smile and crackle.
Flowers let out sweet fragrance,
The faded greenness then chuckle-
As raindrops start their ballet dance.
We should take rest, can work no more-
The Nimbus clouds discuss with friends,
They labored hard throughout the day.
The lightning, mapping all clouds' ends,
Taking metal scale, he rubs on sky,
Announces-all clouds must take a row.
Whose tasks are left, they stay for now,
The white ones make queue, you can go.

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Reunion(Princess And The Black Horse- VII)

Thus, she began how did the man who knew magic
snatch kingdom, but could not she spot as she
was in trance of his black-magic's charm, her son.
The Lion king was lying in the den-corner, silently.

'Oh mother, mother, I'm your the missing son, whom
Eviledo, turned to a horse, the rest story, enchanting..
Mom, tell tell me soon, where is father, my dear dad? '
The lion-king hearing that in excitement started panting.

With tear in eyes, the princess then touched magic wand,
in their body, and suddenly they converted to queen and king!
They recognized their grown-up son, they wept and laughed,
and what they did in joyful mood, you couldn't imagine!

'We gotta defeat the man who could play, with thousand skulls.
Dear, you can't believe, how he plays with skull as conjuror!
So, be aware of that magic-man, to subdue him plot a fine plan.'
The king said these and to hide themselves, he closed den's door.

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Naked-man

This masque doesn't suit you.
When you are putting your,
Entire effort, to touch me,
To enjoy my womanhood shamelessly,
You dare to pen the hottest images,
Just to show me bare......
Your lust for the second love,
Is opening the pages of pornography...
Each and every word trying to
Throw me in ordeal, as I'm a
Woman, a puppet in your hand.
But, I know, this boomerang,
Will be back to you.
How many times tell me,
Did you buy the virginity,
Chastity and innocence?
Innumerably, you insulted us-
As you confess before all!
Your thirst is not quenched,
Won't be ever, you quick-sand man!

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Sea, Mountain And I

I went to sea many times..
watched the waves, the
virgin islands, I loved
to walk on the sand,
of the far-stretched beach....
I swam and bathed with wilderness,
but, I couldn't love any sea.
I see everyday, the mountain range,
as if they stand in meditation,
with Pines, Oaks, and Birches
tufted with their loving hearts!
The curtain of mists opens up,
with the first appearance of,
the mild ray of the Sun...
The tops of the trees smile
and greet the world and
bow to the creator for all
for them He has done.
The dew-wrapped wet leaves,
stuck to my moving toes...

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Dark Man

I was in deep, profound sleep,
Suddenly, I heard a quick knock.
I got up and rubbed my eyes.
And oh! it was a great shock!
In thin darkness, I saw a horse-rider,
stood near my semi-dark door.
Who are you and whom do you come for?
'I came crossing the ocean's shore,
to take you there, to king's court.'
The thunderbolt voice replied, then.
Out of sheer fear, I reclined to go.
'I'm at my days end, nothing to gain-'
Told I but, no reply from his end came.
He turned back, and signaled to follow.
Mesmerized I leaving everything
rode on the horse, and bore the wallop.
How long the horse galloped,
I could not tell you all...
The night fell to days lap,
and at last the waning moon did fall.

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Princess And The Black Horse-VIII(Fight Between The Good And Evil)

In the den then what happened, four
of them came close, and all spoke low.
The Prince told them, how to use the
power the princess had, and she did show.

The queen, also had a Conch which could,
tell, the distance of a foe, whereabouts
of him, in river, seas, and in oceans he be,
it could clearly would say, beyond all doubts.

There was darkness everywhere, though the sun
wasn't under veil, the light was barred there,
to play the art of black art, to spread it among,
the commoners' mind for long, layer after layer.

The queen took the conch near her ear and asked,
'O, my Conch, tell me dear, my enemies of enemy how far? '
A twinkling sound rang in the Conch, and came out,
a voice saying, ' He is now in his castle, not go for war.'

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