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Thru The Void Of Cosmos
I shall throw my caged
Worn-out, faded poems,
Thru the void of cosmos;
In a cage, to move around
In weightlessness, in,
Never ending darkness;
In timeless lone space,
They will cry; their tears,
Will turn into cloud...
At last, like the rain drops
They will fall on the
Seeds of my sown dreams..
Shoots will spring up,
By the tender, cool
Touch of the drops,
From deep slumber!
My poems will thus
Take rebirth in new
Forms, my lost poems.....
My cosmic, rare love!
poem
by
Nilakshi Das
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