A SILENT RETREAT
In every dawn
I rise up putting the sun
In my front pocket
Train the mind
Light the fresh fires to burn
Fasten the smiles of a child
Live for the day without dying
I bury down the dark memories
Nail the half known faces of
My mortal relations
Outside of the courtyard
Fresh petals of roses
Collect my tears
Immunize my feelings
With aromatic compassion
No aches no pains
Innocently I rejoice
The conspiring minds and garbage of thoughts
I come across on my way
Frightening noise and musics
Come out to break my day
But I remain deaf to my surroundings
Walk with the sun In my pockets
Explore the streets of sunrise
Enter into the world precious
Silently with my feelings where
I could address
Without pressure and pains
All my dreams I could live
Poetry of delights I could write
After every sunset.
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