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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 1. the crystallised handkerchief of one’s span of life your handloom-bird brings with its lips some musical notation of the nimbus holding that waves within the heart how much growth does occur to the sandal-line of a man or it does fall the blades of grasses are known well to be vegetarian the eyes of the reindeer have cent per cent smelling of fish then what translation would you suggest for the fingers of wild titlark the shirt they have put on the body of this night-stone what best word-meaning does match it but land-lotus 2. i’ve re-constructed all the trees and plants with the dry straws grass twigs collectively fetched by beak and the monsoon as well the full-brim of vodka is deep in the palms in that moonlight a sleeping-tablet does take a dip-swimming within her enfolding there may be the whole works of rabindranath from the breathing of cd-player spreads around the sound of horse’s hoof there is the bed-sheet of dusts on the anger kept bound within the cover of rexin it’s true our vineyards are still prone to stones then it does not seem that the boiled moon sets into the tea-cup 3 in your songs still lies immense green the bed-room is too very bright the walnuts walking along the path that touches the rain-shore make me think likely on a sunday kept in an envelop when the bedcover of the early morning speaks frankly what’s in its mind to the soap-water the ears of the horse in the wall-calendar look very crazy i can remember one day the sun-boats would tear their wrappers their whisper would want to discover the inclinations and thoughts of the creepers and herbs possessed by the lady-volunteers their yawing would notice so many unused handlooms taking a run-away on the clouds now would the cat under the beautiful jersey finally think of waking up then i’ll go to deposit the clever apples along with all the triangles accompanying it to the nearest cold-storage
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