I grow as I flow



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Perhaps, the wind is a Man and the ocean is a dove
As the sprinting wind kisses the ocean from above
Seduced by every kiss
Desirous waves lift up
Oh little naive fish, where else would you love

On a high tide day the ocean seems to dance
The gypsy birds up high, cannot resist a glance
Once tired out and sapped
The merry ocean smiles
And goes back to sleep in a dwan stoned trance

Oh curious little fish
What more do you wish
You have depths of the ocean and shawl of the sky
Oh little naive fish, where else would you die

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Incognito

Miles and miles stretch of directionless sea
No fishermen, no ships and no shores to see
Perhaps heaven is what it is
Mayhap God's own abode
Oh little naive fish, where else would you be

Whence the skies ascend and the clouds fall
And the migrating birds grow small and small
Holy grail of endless odyssey
The edge of endless blue
Whereto nebulous nature seems to haul

Where sun seems to sink bearing vivid saffron glow
As the nebulous greedy clouds steal the beaut show
Tides as if nectar brewing
For Gods to quench their thirst
Oh little naive fish, where else would you grow

As the sun vanishes off into darkening hours of day
The stolen glow in clouds slowly fades into grey
And when moon rules the skies
Also stars twinkle about
The mighty ocean sleeps, all calm and gay

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A tiny fish is worthless in a vast endless ocean, whereas an aquarium is worthless in absence of that one tiny fish.

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In this flourescent night, my love
We can burn bright our flames
We can pluck our favourite flowers
From the tree that never blames

Shall we walk through the forest
Where a thousand fireflies nest
Or shall we take the path by river
Whichever suits you best

We can stay the night on shores
In the wet sands by the river
The fire glows in our hearts
In the cold, we will not shiver

To the glorious night, let's walk
Where we glow as the fireflies
Deep in the womb of forest
Where the sun will never rise

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Luminous Love

Perhaps, it's the light of day
Suppressing your inner fire
Into the night, shall we walk
Shall we spark our desire

Where no eyes spy our steps
And no ears eavesdrop
To the glorious night, let's walk
Where we never have to stop

Does the light scare you off
Or is it screams of the souls
The night is a private stage
Where we each play our roles

The nightly echoes are the claps
That the moon and stars cheer
Join my hand, let's walk atop
My lady, do not fear

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Her face, barely seen
Behind the flaring eyes
Yet all, I have seen
I am one among the wise

My cries echoed in the void
And I hoped she could hear
I paced onward like a horse
Yet I couldn't reach near

I yelled and waved my hands
And i finally caught her eyes
She smiled from the edge
Oh, I knew it was but lies

Trodden burrows are my legacies
The magical sight, my souvenir
A mystic tale of endless pursuit
For those who'd like to hear

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Mirage

My heart was dry in the long summer noon
And my life, a sand filled barren desert
I walked past a million ridges and dunes
Lonely and weak, hopeless and hurt

Past a hundred scorpions
And a dozen rattlesnakes
A few venomous bites
And a gazillion heartbreaks

In the far endless sands
In the broad daylight
I saw a shimmering Goddess
At the edge of my sight

She wore a drowning gown
Or perhaps it was her wings
Her hair, dark as monsoon
Her presence, a touch of spring

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Her face, barely seen
Behind the flaring eyes
Yet all, I have seen
I am one among the wise

My cries echoed in the void
And I hoped she could hear
I paced onward like a horse
Yet I couldn't reach near

I yelled and waved my hands
And i finally caught her eyes
She smiled from the edge
Oh, I knew it was but lies

Trodden burrows are my legacies
The magical sight, my souvenir
A mystic tale of endless pursuit
For those who'd like to hear

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Mirage

My heart was dry in the long summer noon
And my life, a sand filled barren desert
I walked past a million ridges and dunes
Lonely and weak, hopeless and hurt

Past a hundred scorpions
And a dozen rattlesnakes
A few venomous bites
And a gazillion heartbreaks

In the far endless sands
In the broad daylight
I saw a shimmering Goddess
At the edge of my sight

She wore a drowning gown
Or perhaps it was her wings
Her hair, dark as monsoon
Her presence, a touch of spring

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