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The plane is fast.. train is quick.. Trails to distant places and still.. . The car is cool.. smarter.. balloon.. Scooter.. meter reads on average..  Quadrant mind and cycling boats.. And fastest way of getting around..  Is mindful thoughts and some seconds.. Of this.. Little bit more and many things.. Of extra.. Here is my own wings of feet and..  Little bit more of only feel.. is.. Longest leap and longer still.. My child is so much wiser kid..  Poetry is genuine in coming once done.. it comes as gift to one who try .. easily when a link is missing.. it stays as an invisible emotional support.. but when lost.. it becomes an integral homelessness of a wise person... instead of a destination to an explorer.. (human mind really do speak.. of spiritualism..).. 
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It seems as if.. The sun shines on this place.. Only.. the stars flickering .. Here is a tree..  On a distant hill.. top.. Towards the earthrise .. Through my back door.. A little bit slower.. Rhythmic song of .. Some creative seconds.. And many more.. the birds do.. Sing a beautiful song..  This time is so much accurate.. apt  as if doors and distinct start.. (dome and archs)  long and light as feathers afar..  longer than a longest path.... Rises towards the similar shore..  Standstill waves.. and beautiful core.. A cavity.. wall.. and staircase of.. This beautiful hillside.. And some ephemeral art.. My name is Bird.. of midnight March.
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I am saying that.. You better give upon and go.. better get along the road.. Better let go and fall.. In love with some.. Going around and tall ... One beautiful friend is all.. To be happier with you.. And search on and on.. I hope you have a day.. Get a wonderful time to.. say.. To Spend some moments of lights.. Yet some more then less.. Is a beautiful glass by stand.. You do not hesitate to.. work.. Day or night for good .. And see.. to be able and.. understand.. To be here and now.. And always there.. Is a past participle of present tense... My own to do and own to .. pay..
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इक राह .. मे दूर तक .. घनी घटाएं .. रंग बिरंगे फूलों से भरी  है .. दूर दूर  तक सभी डालियाँ .. और .. पत्ते पत्ते पर खिली हरियाली .. फूलों से ढली घेघूर घटायें .. नीले गगन से कहे हमेशा .. तेरे ही दर्पण मे मेरी कहानी .. कहे सदा ये कोई कहानी .. मीठी मधुर सी महकती शाम मे .. दूर दूर तक चली रवानी .. यहीं  सरकता समय और .. सारी.. यहीं  पर छुपी हुई है साजन ... . है ये सब .. यादों के ख़ज़ाने .. मे मेरी भी .. घड़ियाँ .. हर एक क्षण एक बीती  .. टुकड़ों  मे .. हर पत्ते पर नयी कहानी .. थमी थमी सी राहों .. में बिखरे .. फूलों के कुञ्ज से भरी डालियाँ.. भरी भरी है सभी लताएं .. भरा हुआ गगन तारों से .. चंदा भी खेलें बादलों मे.. छुपकर.. दक्षिण से उत्तर .. और.. कभी दूर तक.. सीधी राहें.. मुड़ती है रुक कर. .. नदी किनारे.. नाव अकेली.. भव सागर मे डोले नैया.. इन राहों पे चलते चलते.. हुई जो .. प्रणव प्रेम और सारी रतियाँ..
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चमकता  हुआ एक तारा तुटे .. दिल से दिल तक बिखरती चमक में.. धुंधली सी बादलों में छुपी हुई ये.. मन्न मोहिनी मधुर सी.. चले है धड़कने.. हज़ारों कणो में सितारे बिखरे और.. सारे गगन को सजा उठी है.. सांसों में सरकती .. जो दिल को छूकर.. अंतर मृगजला.. है.. ये .. एक.. अति रिक्ता.. सी बैरन.. जो.. विचार विषय से परे हुआ.. जब.. प्रेम का प्रयास .. कर्ता और कारण.. मानो तो मेरा है.. यही सब साजन.. तुम्हारी यादें और खाली सी..  है.. धड़कन.. खाली खाली सा .. साँसों का मेला.. है.. वसंत बहारों मे.. पतझर सा.. मौसम.. समय समय की अपनी है .. गाथा.. कभी ओट तो कभी.. उमड़ती.. तरंगो का .. सागर.. जीवन है,, अनमोल घड़ियों का दर्पण..
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There is no pain in recital.. Neither in the pause.. A story of a bird.. And a fairytale of a time.. A beautiful little girl who.. Played by the swings.. And a bird that sang.. The song of life.. Many sunsets and moons.. Of midnight.. that fell and rose.. Along with tide.. Long many years ago.. A girl who played by rivers along.. The dice and ropes .. Of critical time.. And some tricksy tiles.. As the days and weeks.. Did pass by.. The pillars did grew .. And tiles did slide.. A beautiful rhythm of life and lure.. Long many years ago.. When time was like.. A fruitful gulp of air.. And a way.. To the place of.. Solitude and rest.. And more of mine..
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Too See. Variable with the many marks; Performing with a Singular task; Feathers of the Famous chance; Again counting of the searchable rewards; Do not get angry on me stands; I will behold and the prance; Fearing overjoyed and accolades; I am a computer in a real chair; When you smile and hesitate; I must hurry and fairy tale; Probability proposed in a wire frame; Digital decoding in the main frame; Data base runs out in a page; You must rethink and take care; Chips sets of glass and plate; I have seen you blinking and flare; Anger is a passed out trait; When you make wish and check mate; There is always very much very much space; Don't waste my nodes and jacks. Monday, 4th May 2015. 12:00 hrs.
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