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Does my soul suffer When my body breaks down When I feel mortal When my body is weak Does the soul rejoice The end is near

I am not soft. I do not have that luxury. I am the wolf in girl’s clothing; all snarls and claws. My mother once told me: be gentle, be kind. She forgot to mention that the world was full of beasts, and if I wanted to survive I would have to become one myself.

When the star dies, Its eye closes; tired of watching, It flies back to its first bright dream.

To sense the peace of extinguished passion Happiness in not knowing the ultimate knowledge

I am a lifetime of exploration You have a lifetime to spend wandering

Hope without love is hopeless.

What will you do now with the gift of your left life?

Reason to live, they repeat like a pop song, The bones of a beloved emperor, and I, the motionless chariot trying to drag them home with forced hope.

His lone breaths- everywhere to be with him Hope survives one more day, losing all fear With the cold night's touch through shivered scheme, His new day reminds of another year From the poem Sonnet For A Man (Part II)

To the knights of faith nobody believes.

Faith is a question of eyesight; even the blind can see that.

I lose faith in mathematics, logical and rigid. What with those that even zero doesn’t accept?

May I be a pillar on which upon you stand, a leaning post for young ones, my lover and my friend. May I be a beam of light that you bestow upon your hopes, your dreams, your wisdom, so we may carry on. May I be a beacon, a tree with roots so strong, treetop spreading high and wide, a trunk so wide and long. May I be your music a flute for you to play whatever you desire with each forthcoming day. May I lose myself to find you, support all those who need my love, my core, my laughter, permeate my every deed.

वापस आओ, पहिया रोमांच बना रहता है; अंधेरे में गांव में सोते हैं शरीर पर ठंडे सांप की प्रकृति को समझना थ्रिलर जो नीचे आया, पेट में गीला और गीला। आत्माओं, तुम नहीं समझते, शरीर, शरीर, आत्मा। सगरहंसी का श्वेत गीत जमीन पर उठ गया। ध्वनि हवा में हवा, ताकि ठंड के मौसम में, रोना, गर्म स्वभाव प्राप्त करना चाहते हैं रोमांस को शांत पूरक के साथ मिलाया गया है।

হৃদয় তোমাকে পেয়েছি, স্রোতস্বিনী ! তুমি থেকে থেকে উত্তাল হয়ে ছোটো, কখনো জোয়ারে আকণ্ঠ বেয়ে ওঠো তোমার সে-রূপ বেহুলার মতো চিনি। তোমার উৎসে স্মৃতি করে যাওয়া আসা মনে-মনে চলি চঞ্চল অভিযানে, সাহচর্যেই চলি, নয় অভিমানে, আমার কথায় তোমারই তো পাওয়া ভাষা। রক্তের স্রোতে জানি তুমি খরতোয়া, ঊর্মিল জলে পেতেছি আসনপিঁড়ি, থৈথৈ করে আমার ঘাটের সিঁড়ি, কখনো-বা পলিচড়া-ই তোমার দোয়া। তোমারই তো গান মহাজনী মাল্লার, কখনো পান্সী-মাঝি গায় ভাটিয়ালি, কখনো মৌন ব্যস্তের পাল্লায়, কখনো-বা শুধু তক্তাই ভাসে খালি। কত ডিঙি ভাঙো, যাও কত বন্দর, কত কী যে আনো, দেখো কত বিকিকিনি, তোমার চলায় ভাসাও, স্রোতস্বিনী,

A word only writes Its night and rides Its dream.

I wanted to write the most beautiful poem but that is impossible; the world has written its own.

To write good poems is the secret of brevity.

If we were to understand how important it is to say something and say it well, maybe we wouldn’t write a single word, but that would be tragic.

There can be no forced inspiration.