Check out this awesome poem! THE SONGS OF VOID-2 O my Dear! Rivers never return from ocean They don’t know where they go, They are born to flow They keep on flowing They are only meant for it, They stumble and shriek When laughter of waves roar, The ocean is so vast The river is so small. We are rivers, God is the ocean He is the kindred of Earth Man his force, His own manifestation Discerning souls know. The sureness of his power The infallible authority Endures all our vices Roads to perfections Building up. Man is born to die Paradise is denied In a relation of Man and God, O my Dear! Listen to soft flowing river Inscribe the song in your soul Breezes of spring wafted Over the valley of life, Guilt of love betrays your soul Righteous love breeds Power and strength, God and Me Like the bird and its song, I am the star He is the sky, May he be the grass! I am the green hue, I am the flowers Around his neck. O my Dear! The essence of your heart is a lyre Lays down a myriad mystery The nectar of songs flow From the ocean of tears, The songs shimmer in the sunlight Overflows the valley Where birds also sing In tears of joy, The flowers sing too in silence With fragrance and beauty, O my songs of tears! O my offspring of silence And solitude, Of winter and spring, The orb of celestial music glows Grips my heart, spell-bound I listen! And dances like a bee In the basking aroma of a flower Though I may fade fast My song will float In the profusion of smiles In the seasons of tears. COPY RIGHT-Rajendra k. padhi
Posted on: Tue, 11 Jun 2013 02:38:58 +0000
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