Classic poem of the day
AT D AWN
All night my heart its lonely vigil kept
Listening for thee, O Love. All night I wept.
Where went thy wanton footsteps wandering,
Sweet Ghanashyam, my King?
My bridal veils are flung upon the floor,
My bridal garlands drop across the door.
The buds that on my bed their fragrance spilt,
Grief-scattered, wane and wilt.
O Flute-player, how quickly dost thou tire
Of thine own gladness and thine own desire!
Couldst thou......
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Leaf and flower
Have fallen in the wind
A petal gone
The ocean never ends
The sea mist comes
An unexpected guest
As even now
The gray moon lingers west
What little air
Has blown with pure scent
My father gone
The door from which he went
As dust is dry
It finds its life frontier
But loses track
A line of song unclear
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