In the Life of endless river You're my shore. You're the only support I'm yours.. There is an ocean in my eye with tears of desire, Life is the story of you and me In the unvoicef song of care. ©BP Bagh

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A Black shirt is hanging in the robe, The tired soul's lying on floor. The books are spilled with tea , With the cold body in couch's pit . The night is engulfing the gleam , The eyes are browsing the saddest dreams . The moon is drowning in the clouds All the senses are escaping to drowse.. ~bhakta ©BP Bagh

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Nothing Changed Though the old town was broken We were the ancients And, remained the same In the Modern city of Heaven Thousands of revolution brought To the colonies of Heart The charming beds of Castle had pain And , remained the same. Our Screams were of blood & bone To pacify the worried some The eyes had only defence And, remained the same All the words are of the Mid night The Nights are of the Moon light The Moon was soppin in the Rain The Rain was conceiving the Desire Mountain And, remained the same Oh Birds, What did you grasp in this migration?? The beak had only four grains And, remained the same, In the modern City of Heaven... ©BP Bagh

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