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A bunch of short verses

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2019
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Who steals a glance at you tonight

I do not speak much French alack

Such beauty black inflamed sore heart

A broken fiddle talks no more



Attached by past…and long for music

All vanished out of the sight – all fled away

And deep affection withered with Him

There is a life still glimmering in forest



A breeze stopped blowing in the gale

Along the pathless space I dream

Yet longing through one silent song

Give me your garment – we are free



What is the bliss of pleasure up so high

There’re no paths along the lovely track

Made in of ancient-stunning passion

But toxic blood issues from veins



Oh, mighty Venice, there are no life in you

All gone away into the nothingness of yore

We are departed – living lone lives

I shall not know you – you will not know me



Cold glance of yours is colder than cold ice

A pack of beard gods in front of ye

Amongst sweet smoke – lewd music

The longest kiss – the wild rampage



Such a disaster flash…we will be loved

Ahead of time he marches in affection

Your hope disappears in the slumber

Through longest sleep without kiss



Your beauty coming to the air depicted

Many mottoes on rakish heart

Who’s screaming silently with heartache

And ran exhausted quietude in dream



Return my lust which fled away so far

Eternal passion goes to the throes

I’m dancing like an ardent geek

The leaden clouds under blanket



Waft me to Thee – the breath of freshness

I feel the air coming through the heath

All spinning, rolling go up with breeze

And howling gale want to dancing only


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