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Bitupan Das Poem
Aletheia (Ancient Greek: ????e?a) is truth or disclosure in philosophy.The literal meaning of the word Aletheia is "the state of not being hidden; the state of being evident." It also means factuality or reality.
Climbing the mountain hollow,
To Finding thee.
Climbing like a spider ,
But dark clouds above me .
Laughing like thunderstorm,
Climbing arachnoid me.
Gravity is my best foe,
But like to play with thee.
But you give me the free fall,
To meet the dream of me.
Now I can see mountain hollow,
Black hole every dream,
Infinity is my address,
And gravity within me.
By this poem, I want to show you the other side of the truth that we probably know but we refused to accept it's truth. Maybe only death can. Maybe this is the limit only we know about. Maybe after death furthermore journey of a soul, we will know.And more truth.
Now,this is the maximum possible distance that I can travel....... in search of truth.
Remember nothing is absolute.
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Bitupan Das Poem
I see seven point two billion lonely souls,
Like the black colour of the coal.
Pretending to walk together with other souls,
But I see seven point two billion lonely souls.
Soulmate, yeah searching that one soul,
Like the prepaid telecom,
That is why I see seven point two billion lonely souls.
Seven point two billion lonely souls,
Walking, Running, Fighting, Crying, Kicking, Punching.
The struggle of time.....
I see lovely seven point two billion lonely souls.
Playing with joy,
That they really love other souls,
I see some that kind of souls,
In their oh… journey beautiful,
Spreading perfume of love.
Though, I see lonely seven point two billion souls.
Yeah I see seven point two billion lonely souls,
Pretending to reside inside a bone and heart,
Cage of soil, some iron casting mould.
But they are lonely seven point two billion souls.
Travelling from infinity to infinity
Seven point two billion lonely souls.
When you are in a mood to write but no subject is coming to your mind...Then suddenly you see people walking...then make them subject. Forced attempt..haha?
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Dreamer, I am,
"Lost"
In my Dreams
Or dream sometimes.
I know this is the way
What life is....
I dream
I scream
And then I just dream.
Dream in my eyes,
Dream in my every faces of life.
Love is my dream,
Dream is my love.
"True Love"
Never say goodbye,
Dream may be so high.
Time and Space will build
the castle of dream
If you Really Alive.
This is a poem about the struggle between love and dream.That is why I needed to do some dream psychology. And there I found this relationship, this philosophy.......
"True Love"
Never say goodbye,
Dream may be so high.
Time and Space will build
the castle of dream
If you Really Alive.
So,I will be really happy if you get benefited by this philosophy.
Love, let her live
Let her fly
In the wings of dreams.
Copyright © Bitupan Das | Year Posted 2016
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