बचपन

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Love is kashmiri saffron like red cheeks,
Like a bud of jasmine like eye's.

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On the page's of eternal sky,
The sun colour's our name everytime it rise.

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Man make's pride a part of life spending every moment of life in increasing pride, a person with pride seeks respect from other's, wants to hear his praise and greatness from other's. This tell's that person has no faith in self inside that person is weak, in fact that person is powerless pride is another name for fear, fear is imprisonment of heart and pride is a lock on it. The person with pride is uncertain about own existence that's why they ask other's to tell them about their own accomplishment's.

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Love is like the moonlight,
That look's like melted bright wax.
From the champa scented candle,
Pouring waves of encrusted emotion's,
While adoring the eye's.

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Looking up at skies,
Scrolling the endless storie's written together,
In alphabet like cloud's.

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There is no reason for greed, even if there is no place to keep something people go on collecting thing's and even if they do not have money to buy still dream's of buying that thing. We keep seeing what other's have and than think why don't we even if we never thought about that thing or never had a dream of buying it we start thinking about it and gradually greed starts to make their home inside us we gradually become victim's of desire, jealousy, hatred and tension. You will find that the magician of jealousy and malice has made us his prey, he has started giving stress to us in different way's, we also lose our mental peace in this way if you understand the reality of your need's then you can be free from it.

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A poem about modern poetry.

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A poem for Robin and Ted.

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Moon melts into her eye's like lake.

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