He makes my simplicity look beautiful,
He makes my faults look innocence,
While filling his book with my persona,
He makes my ordinariness look resplendence!

While within the woods of poetry, he wanders,
He leaves me on its outskirts to observe and wonder,
Whether I love this virtuoso,
Or the virtuosity of his words,
Whether I love this person,
Or the way he presents me through his words!

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My favourite city is
Red in resplendence.

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If you asked me what my idea of love was.
I'd say fingers intertwined,
You and me,
Lost in the resplendence of
Infinite universe and millions of stars.

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A kid met an angel
A little kid of the mighty Himalayas,
Plays joyfully in its lap,
Unaware of the world outside,
And its annoying kerfuffle.
The mountains are his companion,
Ones with whom he will grow up,
And age gracefully.
Little did he know,
That a God's messenger,
In the guise of a young country lad,
The one with captivating eyes,
That reflect the resplendence of the sun,
And a mesmerizing smile,
That exhibit the tranquil of the ranges,
Has arrived,
To embrace the little child,
With his blissful aura,
And a vibrant energy,
That resonates the life's beautiful truth,
Of love as the essence of existence.
Nurturing the child,
With his intense love,
And showering affection,
In an unconditional manner,
The power of which,
Enlivens the barren terrains,
And echoes across the Himalayas,
To remain there,
Beyond time.
It is all a part of the master's design,
A divine intervention.

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The world is a labyrinth,
Labyrinth of attachments and obsessions,
Obsessions of the material and the metaphysical,
Metaphysical being the linchpin of this universe,
Universe brimming with resplendence,
Resplendence which cannot be ignored by the people,
People chasing them and making further labyrinths!!

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