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Bipurna Tara, 18 czerwca 2012

Afterward Lord Byron writes

In the dawn while we depart,
There sings no song of separation
Just hopes are aspiring of unification
And her blues eyes fill the cloud of tears.

We forget all the promises
The silence of love talks
Staring at each other
And drops some love from our eyes.

While we talk a little
And she mutes her voice
In silence of time
I inherit the promises.

Afterward Lord Byron Writes
"In secret we met
In silence and grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirits deceive.

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Bipurna Tara, 16 czerwca 2012

Love

On the way
I walked my side
A girl overtook me
Why?
Because of her beauty
That made me lost in praising.

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Bipurna Tara, 21 marca 2012

Competition

You won and I lossed,
You are happy and I am sad,
You get pride I lossed pride,
There is no very different
You become idle and I didn’t
You knew work hard and you did already
Friends be careful but I am doing hard work.

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Bipurna Tara, 11 marca 2012

We won but we lost.

A baby
Might to be born
Named "Peace"
But —
But his brother
The war overtook. And
Mother is screaming.

A baby
Might to be born
But —
Mother is fretful to us (the war).

A baby
Might to be born
But —
Mother is killed.

And brother!
Sad to say
We won.

Because
We are celebrating the party for.

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Bipurna Tara, 4 marca 2012

Life

Life 1
If success and Truth are my sake
If Failure and False are all fake
Nothing would be rest in life to take
And Life would be life and no Mistake.

Life-2
My time is my teacher
Sorrow and Happy are of life creature
Birth is past and Death is future
present is,i think just a pretender.

Life-3

we live for today, or for tommorow
we live knowingly or unknowingly
Nor life is as we think so prime
The life i think just a meal of time.

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Bipurna Tara, 2 marca 2012

The worthless claim

Rs.230
Or lesser;
The cost of cage.

Gyanchan;
The landlord of the villa
Near to death
His age dwelling.

A parrot welcomes his morning
Chirping From the cage
"Wake up, lord, wake up."

His dawn passes by praying.
And supply some corns to the parrot.
The cost of Parrot and cage price is now limitless.

Misfortune,
The parrot flees
Up above the sky,
Flattering his wings.

Rs.230
Or least
The empty cage.

Gyanchan beholds;
The worthless cage swings
And says "I freed him."

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Bipurna Tara, 28 lutego 2012

Love

I am under a tree
Feeling alone
Whistling a sadistic song
And There is me and no one.

A ripen leaf is falling down
Slowly, So slowly
But I did not care it.
So it landed pitifully

it landed miserably friends
And it landed miserably.

A yellowed leaf Or old
That made me ponder a long
" Why people hate the old ones"
And i shout to say wrong.

And I shout to say wrong friends
And I shout to say wrong.

None is there
Alone is I or The leaf
And for our silent feelings
Everyone is deaf.

So I pick up the leaf
And see
It is faded
As the love of me.

We two with heart broken hearts
Sorry friends, now busy in flirts.

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Bipurna Tara, 26 lutego 2012

Love and tragedy

She was one
I was one
She added me
was equal to two
I added her
Was equal to one
Because I thought
We united to be one.
When she subtracted me
she was
Two minus one
was equal to one.
and free.
If I subtracted her
one minus one
is equal to zero
or no one
and not free.

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Bipurna Tara, 21 lutego 2012

An old man

An old man
Screams
Curses
Scolds
And
At last
Sobs
As a child.
Carries a heavy sack
Filled with responsibility.
To walk through the road
That he adopted.

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Bipurna Tara, 12 lutego 2012

The candle dance

Of the wax, red pale light
Dimmed the room
Ever as we seem.
Softly the air passed through
The body of me
To innovate;
The candle dance.
The odd dance of the candle light
Danced better time gone by
Shaking body
Hither and thither
So sweetly.
With great love affairs
The air and the candle light ,eloped
And i am alone
Lost in darkness.

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