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An ever awaking poet of the new day

If you destined to passing by into the veil of the deep forest

Then let lost slowly dear, like a rouse vikkhu forever –

yet to cross a long path by sitting inside a capsule called ‘2016’

Wearing a glass of self realization, yet to complete a piece of life!

Where every second will carry a single notion

Where the last year would be reminded –

as through the Lilliputian volition

Oh, my ever awaking poet of the new day.

 

 

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