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(Poem) Neither I have seen the road

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Like the morning sun
I have
The road
Is it possible
In the extreme feel of life

(Poem) Neither I have seen the road

Kamala B. Sarup

Like the morning sun
I have
The road
Is it possible
In the extreme feel of life ,
the pain
As the morning
This is the foundation of life
When I feel life for
This age,
the creature of
this world.
I can see the long road
The road is busy.
Look up the busy road,
The road is a road .
Crowd make the road busy.
The road never hesitates.
I am feeling now is that
I believe in deep life
In the morning,
It is the matter
At present,
I am watching at the people
There is no cold outside.
I have heard
It may not be wrong .
The matter depends on life
I felt easy
I open the windows of my room
And look out.
I could see the road again,
The beautiful
Tall trees and
The blooming flowers.
Though the temperature is low,
Every thing
Is happening
I regard the road.
Continue our life
Road to heart
Life is important
The body decays
But life is durable.
The road is durable
What a great life
It is all to express oneself
I know
I like the noise of this road
But it's not that easy
For me to come away form
The street either.
It's because
To escape from the road means
To process a life,
I mean
The heart which define
The life's relativity.
My heart inside me at this moment
I walk through
This road always
And a kind
Sometimes
I do feel pleasant
People talk of love,
Scores of stories relating to
Romio and julites repeated
At this movement
I am prepar myself
Now on we can go on living in decent
We must fight a love,
A real love for freedom, for pride
For life
Like the morning sun
I have
The road
Is it possible
In the extreme feel of life , the pain
As the morning
This is the foundation of life.

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Journalist and Story Writer Kamala B. Sarup is an editor for mediaforfreedom.com. Kamala Sarup was a regular contributor to UPI- Asia News. She is specialising in in-depth reporting and writing on democracy, freedom, anti terrorism, Women's (more...)
 

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