"Desolate"
Set up with the spirits so high...
Spreading happiness all over...
Forgetting the words 'me' and 'my'...
Through the open roads I hover...
Gentle winds pass by...
And during the perfect twilight...
I start asking myself why?...
There is no reason to love or fight...
Looking up above...
I see the vanilla sky...
Filled with love love and only love...
Cannot cherish it all until I cry...
-Kishore Kumar Banerjee
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ReplyDeleteVery beautiful poem with profound deepness.Where there is love, there are pleasant fight because expectation grows. But where there is fight, we hardly find love.The instinct of love is in everyone, may be the slap of time has covered it. Further love also brings pain, sometimes endless pain.
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DeleteVery beautiful... Hope you keep writing as beautifully
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