Mixed Fragment
“Attachment is the root of suffering” – Gautam Buddha
When angels keep watch
The venues are not darkening
The soul.
Darkness is just the mature
Evening time that arrives.
Time is a celebration
That casts an affectionate eye.
Deep inside a waterfall falls with your
Pearl strings of name.
You are my other,
My addressing second person soul.
I am free from your attachments
And I have understood
You as pure as the
Attachment free love.
Notion of love in the world
Is dwindling now in attachments.
There is no pyre of your flesh burning.
Poetry is a fragment
Of remembrances
With a smile.
The night becomes one
Under countless stars.
Bid Well Goodbye to Insomnia
An early hour rise
Takes you strolling
To the dairy shop.
Coming back from there
The tea brews
And the toilsome day
Of the previous timeline
Just passes like a colorful escape.
Morning has its face
The warm winter delight is its smile.
Bid adieu to the night well
As it releases the blueness
Like the cathartic dream.
Mind has its recollection.
The morning helps recover
The nightmares.
Night is a spring in hell
If you let it rest
And you rest on time.
Bid well goodbye to insomnia.
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