Sad poems
Whichever I say that I
break my hopes and love, the house of
which I think I smile
when I smile , pain in my chest, the
color of cursing, I
come to the red , goes to the
blaze forever, but why, ,
Why am ,, but in all of them
dinete dream to think about
why I got that ,, silent
as if maricika, I make a mistake I
lost the house today ,,, pherechi
much hope that love citat ,, child
each time the indignation now ,,,
too would love you too ,,
maybe not my destiny ,, you on
why I'm alone in the visitor's eyes burning ,,
Do not you see how valuable you are to me ,,
pray thee, thy mind sarakhana, ,,,
As far as you can stay, every corner,
Love with happiness,
I do not know the house with sorrow, who is my and who is after me!
When the moon is sunk, in the nights of the night
alone, the depressed sky
or the stars of the far lower side of the pale -
my only you, or your
lonely chin?
The depth of the forest, vacuum is less?
The way is spread in the middle of the path as much illusion
Dashara, in the dark, crying night,
spreading the light across the world,
hand on hand.
Love with sadness, joy
play with chaos in the house with water, the lonely lanes
In the secret of the chest
, I built a house of sadness - the
single bird of distress
---- fly in the sky.
And with a flute, a little bit of time
---- sing songs of Birah.
Happily, I took the bird of sadness in the land of sorrow
- because it is a little space ...
but the bird of distress
said silent ---- in the language that it
is my residence - happiness will not be the place of the bird here.
That's why I came back again and again - from the gates of sorrow.
Happiness is not a bit of a bird
----- In the land of sorrow.
So I gave happiness to the bird bye farewell.
I have suffered with distressed birds
----- Nivas,
the feeling of sadness has happened.
--- How much of the river on the river of sorrow
Grass flower blossoms,
black clouds in the dark
--- like bathing in the light of Jonaki,
cloudy sky in the morning of
sorrow , so spreading on the ground of sadness
---- The manifestation of the life.
The birds of distress suffer the sadness of the birds
---- jhilake singing,
the bird of happiness in the world.
The
tune of
sadness in the earth of sorrow ---- I was filled with sadness , filled with sadness in the house of sorrow
... in the new song.
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