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This is the sorrow, which I cherish,
I keep hope, I live with hope,
I have the happiness to say,
I do not get a single one in my arms,
When I grope my heart,
How can I enjoy life,
The ocean beach is broken,
Paddle my boat's winds indicate,
The dream of the coming storm should not remain unfulfilled,
It is very difficult for the shores,
People know
How to live here fascinates in its charm,
Gives a lot of sorrow,
Can not stay,
Can not get out of it,
Knows how many births,
It takes account of what anyone says, all are killed by this
They die many times, live with the help of breath,
One day they go away secretly,
what they found, what they lost, even in zero they do not know.
About the Creator
Priyabrataa Ganguly
Professional writer, foodie, love poems




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