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A Lover’s Chivalry.

A cuckoo coos in my mind,

That I must go for a movie.

The tickets are available.

Movie means popcorn,


Movie means sandwich,

Movie means three hours alone.

Movie means ice cream and its beautiful crucnchy cone.

Movie means action, dance and songs.

Movie means a story with emotion,

The good wins at the end and leaves a mark on your mind.

Now my movie was based on a sailor’s life.

Just the cruise has landed.

He could see his family,

But still he felt that he was reeling on the waves.

Everybody came to meet him,

His fiancé is waiting for him.

Two old sailors came and told him about the debt he had and asked the money.

He paid then and there.

But they never cared, asked for more and more, asked for wine and asked for any job in the cruise.

Some little quarrel, some tension over there.

His fiancé was scared.

He told his fiancé, that money is not enough.

All money he had spent for his debt.

He spent a few days at home,

Some more work and then some cons were after him.

He fought nicely.

Got married in the church and took the bride back in the cruise,

Happy and sad both are life.

Anyhow, I ate the popcorn and a thought came “Where is my bride?”

If a situation comes, I will not mind for a fight.

I will eat peanuts and on a horseback, I will go for a ride.

We will gallop and gallop.

The road will not end, till we reach the hills and rivers,

And we could settle in the new home we make.

Long trees, squirrel and sparrows.

Fruits and berries, soups and salads and grilled chicken.

That movie made my day.

Adios!

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A Field Of Wonder.

A field of wonder,

Blew my mind,

I found my friends,

Who were fairies, legends,

And magic folk.

But wonder of the wonders was,

A man who was a common man,

And had been with fairy folk,

For centuries.

He had helped build them a big fortress,

Which was magnificent and large.

And this earned him a respect which would be his forever and forever.

A field of wonder,

It was indeed,

For there grew magical strawberries, lemons, and peanuts.

If you would open them up, they would go pop.

If you said to them-“Dear strawberry please open up, then the strawberry would cut itself into seven pieces and present itself before you.”

If you would say to a peanut-“Please, sir peanut, give us few peanuts, then four nuts would come out of the peanut and go straight into your mouth.”

If you squeezed a lemon, then the lemon would squeeze all of its juice into your eyes. But a song would calm it down and all of its juice would go into the glass.”

So, tell me, isn’t it a field of wonder.

For a human it is a field, but for a magic being it’s an unimaginably vast land.

Adios!

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A Truant Singer.

A truant singer,

Would flip his songs.

Promising the audience,

Never he let himself be seen.

A truant singer,

Made all possibilities,

Of distaste, passion and wins,

He let the wind flow,

And brought the faith in mass go against him.

He stood for himself,

And changed his thoughts.

He became a different man,

And won everyone’s heart.

He wasn’t truant anymore,

But a true and honest singer,

Whose songs reached the zenith,

Where it should have gone before.

The songs he sings are beautiful,

Let him play the music,

And let us listen to him,

For the world is his stage,

As he didn’t go asunder.

Adios!

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I Have Burnt My Desires.

I have burnt my desires.

The desire to have good food.

The desire to walk in the fresh morning sun.

The desire to learn.

The desire to earn.

The desire to wake up.

The desire to sleep.

The desire to roam about,

Like a free bird,

Which always stays high.

Which always stays high.

The desire to be free of all blemishes which aren’t mine,

Yet told to be.

I have burnt my desires.

My desire to say I am the king,

Let it be so,

As I have obeyed all the nonsense,

I have obeyed the commands from all wrong powerful people.

And have obeyed everyone’s nonsense demands.

The only desire I have kept in me, that is when you will come nigh.

The desire to see Baba,

I have kept alive.

To be with him eternally,

Is the desire,

Which is left to be mine.

Adios!

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A Rose Which Can Sing.

A rose which can sing,

Is closest to my heart.

I have such a rose.

It was given to me by my maternal grandmother.

It does sing,

But what it says is unknown to all.

A rose which can sing,

Is God’s own rose,

For he is the creator of such pristine and beautiful things.

A rose which can sing,

Is a rose supreme and excellent.

Adios!