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Azitej Anand Poem
I was asleeped lying on the floor,
And adorned with lovely flowers;
Peculiar things were there,
When with a core heart they bathed me in a blessing showers:
I don't know what the strange things were going at my house;
Like an infant, I was upraised on shoulders;
Each and everyone was there,
All those who loves me, were with lots of loving rose to bid me Goodbye, mere:
Indeed each and everyone who loves me was there; .
Still, I was called by their mouth
with shriek diluted with deep torment fear;
All of them flowed tears,
Causes profound calmness instead of fear.
Who never wants to pluck my face, on that day was there;
With an embellished loving heart;
How can I be loved and tributed by thy mouths and hearts?
How can I? This induces in my eyes materialistic fear.
I don't know, why they had stunned by my calm face;
Why they astonished by seeing me asleeped? ;
Oh! With a groaning and deep torment, Why were they awaking me from my dreams of peep? :
Each phase and soul,
Starts wobbling there, by seeing me;
Where I was made asleeped forever;
Those who had a strong love for me,
From those hands, I was made buried forever and ever!
Copyright © Azitej Anand | Year Posted 2015
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