MS (25-11-1960 / Pakistan)

The Origin

Kept many moments for the beauty
To Someone,
Bear the eternal memories,
Within the soul.
Someone shivers himself,
According to the movements of the leaves
Of the dark forest.
Someone dances touching the life,
The life—as He plays kissing the
Waves of viability.
These waves make the voices of words,
Becoming a blooming poetry.
Many men never sleep
Shielding the life within-
Like the origin of life,
The Entity—within the earth,
Intermingling the self and conscious,
As the waves mix the water within.

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-Sanjibsaha Aniketa

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