poem
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It’s not that time of the year withoutThe sun setting in the west earlier than usualTime becoming celebratory, shedding its torment like a second skinThe smell of mum’s cooking emanating from the kitchenColourful lights adorning the treesHearts brimming with sweet cheer,As all prepare to welcome the new year.
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In the deep of nightWhen the stars shine brightIn the early mornAs dew drops glitterOn a busy afternoonI hear your heart’s songLong forgotten…half rememberedA melody that dancesA memory that bursts forth.On a balmy eveningAs the sun bids its adieuAnd the birds sing a farewellI remember you.
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Two queens majestic and powerfulBound by fate divineThough they had never metAnd would never meet in this corporeal realmTheir journeys intertwinedWith the destinies of their kingdomWhere one would unbind her hair in victory and freedomAnd the other in grief and lamentation As one’s husband cut down the other’s,Slaves as they were to their own purpose.
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With bells on her feet, hair soft like summer rain, the Goddess of Sea was not a goddess today but a mother as she prepared a feast for her son, one last time. From the shores he came, carrying with him a most gorgeous necklace of moonbeams and dew drops from the land he called
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Jadugar, jadugar kya hai aapke pitare mein?Bhandar hai chamatkaro ka, ao dikhata hoon.Ek ungli, do ungli, teen ungli,Dekhte raho ungliyo koKahin gayab na ho jayeArey dekho ek gayi jeb meinDoosri kha gaya sherTeesri maang li bache ne pakadne koDekha nahin ungliyo ko theek se aapneLo saari gayab ho gayi.
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There lived a cat called CuriousWho loved to be patted, scratched and rubbedBut she found she couldn’t quite get it rightSo decided to hire a clown.The first looked sad, the second too colourfulThe third laughed too loud……let’s not talk about the fourth!
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I still remember How happy we were Dancing and singing As we painted the blue sky. I still remember How quickly time flew When I was in your arms As we painted the night sky.
tales of Suchita 