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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!

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Sharing A Care.

Sharing a care,

Makes one happy.

It has to be good,

For it can’t be crappy.

Sharing a care,

Brings cheers and delight,

As it sings for your soul,

You become,

Enlightened and do forget your worries.

For care runs the world,

And despite so much darkness,

It exists and is God’s very own light,

Which sustains us and keeps us happy.

Adios!