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I thought I'm done with love, then came you, Such an enigmatic beauty, I never knew. I wrote "I like you" but I realize it is love. Love! White Love! More than that of dove. Mesmerized were your eyes looking at that lake, And trees in the back and hanging were our legs. I was lost in my mind, perplexed what to do, I forgot how to dream, my world painted blue. Like Jambavant reminded Hanuman his powers, So were your eyes, they cater me the bower. I wish we've been in solitude to the place we went On the day it was raining and we were in ascent. Wish we had a deep talk about universe and its end, Life and death, stars and sky and river and it's wend. (Mesmerized were your eyes looking at that lake, And trees in the back and hanging were our legs) (I wish we've been in solitude to the place we went On the day it was raining and we were in ascent)

Today I wanna do something new, Something that can be done by few. I wanna cross rocky terrain, And would love climb high mountain.  I wanna go to an island, Full of trees, flowers like the god land, A place with no one to disturb my mind And let me grow into one of my kind.  Today I wanna do something new, Something that can be done by few.  I wanna be with my gods,  Meditate and cross the cosmos so broad, Far-far away from the world so pale,  Near to my mind and make it hale. I wanna go to the holy books and scriptures  In a way very new and not done by others I'm sick of this world so lusty, It sticks in my mind, makes it benty.  Today I wanna do something new,  Something that can be done by few.  Out here it is not very green, The spring has come but no one seems keen I see the trees, I see the sun, I see the grass they're dancing in fun.  Smooth wind is touch...

Fireflies are coming out, Lightening up the grass. Erasing all your fancy doubts, Leaving your mind crass. Camp fire burning high, Under the vessel; lid at side, Scrumptious smell passes by, Now your taste buds wanna glide. Had the supper in a gossip, You never reckon how time flies on. Ice cold whip; sticks on your lip, And you’ll never know it’s con. Camp fire slowly going off, Making the night intense. Glittering darkness stars in sky, Mesmerizing your sense. Goes off with sudden smoke, Feel the peace and the breeze. Clean air your lungs won’t choke, Smell the grass and the trees. Relish radiating red warm wood, Like cheeks of little girl who’s shy. Sounds of crickets sets your mood, Listen the hymn; feel the rhythm and let your soul fly. -dpbian                                            "Firefly" "The Li...