yet to name it

I was sat on last wood bridge
Counting how many starts are there in the lonely sky
There is a star is missing, but still I find its brightness
What a fool I'm in your love
But a man will discover himself when he fooled by a girl!
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My love is something
I never shared with somebody or anything else
That is only in my sight and me
That is a way I interact with the beauty
And every thought is inspired by it
But you try to destroy every thought of mine
Why I don't know?
When I share my love with people
I feel comfort and I got meaning
I think, Beauty, Truth, Freedom, love are gifts of human beautiful cultural
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Again I'm looking at innocent blue sky and full moon
In the infinite universe, I'm a tiny part of it,....
Why there is pain in me, don't have all this universe with me?
Do I need infinite consciousness to become part of the infinite!
I don't know........

In shadow

In shadow,….

I feel a comfort in hiding things in shadow
I hide my complexities from perception of folks
Quite endless moments, without words, treasuring
lonely and silently
By writing a poem for no one but my own imagination of
‘lover’
Perhaps, I write by thinking there is more than
oneness in my own creation of the world
I feel I’m not alone,…………..…….
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I feel I’m not empty but over flowing
Some parts of me long for this quietness
Other parts of me make me complicate