nbk 168/8/10/17 indian poet dr.k.g.balakrishnan
The Solitude Engraving
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Deadly silent the night;
Frightening intuiting;
Darker than the darkest.
My heart drumming;
The church bell ringing;
Solitary notes singing
An old country rhyme!
Swinging from the horizon
To the next shore;
In the darkness shying;
To explore the mime
In the outer Space;
Like a cosmonaut swimming!
I have heard of Neil Armstrong
The pioneer;
Sure physically he is;
Am the Poet;
Metaphysically sure!
I remember the Day even now!
The Solitude engraving
My Tough Thought
In depth;
The Might
Of the imagination
Of the ever winner;
The Poet!
Ringing the church bell;!
Ringing the church bell;
Yes, it is time for the Mass!
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nbk 168 The Solitude Engraving
8/10/17
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The Solitude Engraving
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Deadly silent the night;
Frightening intuiting;
Darker than the darkest.
My heart drumming;
The church bell ringing;
Solitary notes singing
An old country rhyme!
Swinging from the horizon
To the next shore;
In the darkness shying;
To explore the mime
In the outer Space;
Like a cosmonaut swimming!
I have heard of Neil Armstrong
The pioneer;
Sure physically he is;
Am the Poet;
Metaphysically sure!
I remember the Day even now!
The Solitude engraving
My Tough Thought
In depth;
The Might
Of the imagination
Of the ever winner;
The Poet!
Ringing the church bell;!
Ringing the church bell;
Yes, it is time for the Mass!
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nbk 168 The Solitude Engraving
8/10/17
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