A paradise – the poem
A paradise less travelled – the poem
One winning some loud argument nasty
Other heart crying cloud untamed rainy,
Even the angst spilled hurts winner edgy
It is always true but never uttered honestly.
Sweaty rain wets some eager earth
Heavy rain around cleans brutal crust,
Loving bouncy smiles wet soul thirst
Sublime smile spilled heals wound fast.
Do not you see..the rain wets the rain itself?
Do not you see …the anger hurts the inside itself?
Do not you see..the hate hates the heart itself?
And…………...
Do not you see….the smile creates bliss itself?
Let the rain cleans the anger
And bounce back some smile for a change…
Let the winner lost the encounter
And love the loser with love for essence.
Some paradise on earth,
Some smiles on the path.
Some rose for the hatred,
Some bless for the wounded.
Can we walk the lanes less travelled…
To create a world often talked…
But barely tried to be created….?
Hand in hand we walk…for the eternity.
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If I get angry, hug me tightly…
If I cry, hold me gently….
If I smile, follow me closely…
If you cry, I will die…
For your tears…life stops.
When you smile..
I close my eye..
For I want to imprison your joy forever and ever.
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Me and you, let us start
To walk……
and one day will come
paradise will be on earth.
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Here is the seed to begin…
….a step ahead makes all the change within.