They built a bridge
to take you ashore
they forgot
you loved dolphins more
than the lonesome islands.

~ rohan

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O captain! My captain! Our island has come,
Treat your eyes with those lush green, let your mind now hum,
The very land you thought there would be, but nobody believed in you
They all will hail you my dear captain, they all will spread your words.
Time here goes a little slowly, the moon here rises big,
You'll find innumerable mines of Gold, only if you dig!
O captain, my captain, come out and please see,
All our fatigue gone away, all our mind is free!
O captain, my captain, what the hell now I see!
My captain, my father, has just become a tree!

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Love is the forbidden fruit.

you got to taste it at some point
no matter how much
you try to avoid it, because
it always tricks your mind
and steals your heart.

while you enjoy it's sweetness,
you'll find that it will eventually
leave you stranded
on the island of loneliness,
where one will
die of thirst even when
surrounded everywhere
by water.

and when you start to
look for a way out,
you realise that
the only way out
to the old, happy 'you',
got closed
the moment
you took a bite
of that forbidden fruit.

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உன் கூந்தல் எனும் கடலில் படகில் செல்லலாம்,
உன் கருவிழி எனும் ஆற்றினில் நீந்தி மகிழலாம்,
உன் சுவை இதழ் அருவியில் மூழ்கித் திளைக்கலாம்,
ஆனால் உன் மனமெனும் தீவினை
அடையும் வழிதான் எதுவோ?...

Can go by boat in your sea of hair,
Can swim in your pond of eyes,
Can enjoy in your fountain of sweet lips,
But how can I reach your island of heart?...

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How beautiful are
some things of disaster!
Ever seen the vibrant yellow
glowing through a broken lava
as it crawls its way
owning the island
nobody dares a foot on?
Have you ever heard the
island complain?— % &

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#AprilPoemsWithIndhu |5
(Read Poem in Caption)

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This heart is a small carriage to fit in the cup
of those sweet shells. With hopes and feelings
And some lost emotions. Isn't it love?

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these eyes are
a small island
made for you
that holds your
name in the shells.

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Why does it sometimes feel like I am stranded on my own island?

I'm too lost to find out why.

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Dream is like an island,
from where the paths have to be made through struggles...!

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