Alakesh Saikia
Abstract
En-route happiness:
The twist is,
There is no route:
You have to have it,
In your root;
The melt you
Felt in your
The heart cannot be
Held by a road,
Signed seventh heaven.
All I Want
Venerate
Inferno
Shangri-La
Stars I See
Eidolon
Seventh Heave...
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Axiom
SKY is the limit for Peace STAR is the limit for Thought SKY is the limit for Peace STAR is the limit for Thought
Through the sun rays, I saw it blaze, My own reflection, I could gaze Through the sun rays, I saw it blaze, My own reflection, I could gaze
Dust and water were it’s bow and arrow Dust and water were it’s bow and arrow
I hold with those who favor fire... I hold with those who favor fire...
Born in fire, Desolate to fire... Born in fire, Desolate to fire...
I wish my shadow and I could merge in light I wish my shadow and I could merge in light
Role and mould thyself into delight, Role and mould thyself into delight,
Is Time really a Task Master? Is Time really a Task Master?
I look into the man's eyes and I see them broken, It looks like he's just awoken I look into the man's eyes and I see them broken, It looks like he's just awoken
Poem talks about saving water and how it is so important for all of us. Poem talks about saving water and how it is so important for all of us.
How does it feel, to see your ripped parts loosely hanging to sides? Red-blue wires blatantly visibl... How does it feel, to see your ripped parts loosely hanging to sides? Red-blue wi...
I wish I could live life again A bit fuller and bigger Do what I couldn't and Feel what I wouldn't I wish I could live life again A bit fuller and bigger Do what I couldn't and Fe...
Every time reaching close, but it just wouldn't unlock Making you wonder if there is anything to be ... Every time reaching close, but it just wouldn't unlock Making you wonder if ther...
The world is a mirror, Which reflects what it sees. The world is a mirror, Which reflects what it sees.
Who has survived the fall of time Here your enemy has its own shadow. Who has survived the fall of time Here your enemy has its own shadow.
Once upon a falsehood, promises flashed Once upon a falsehood, promises flashed
It's not the wells who have depths, Nor do the gorges or valleys have any depths It's not the wells who have depths, Nor do the gorges or valleys have any depths
"It is just moving through a pile of papers empty, Which contains invisible thoughts." "It is just moving through a pile of papers empty, Which contains invisible thou...
"Offend my belated presence At my grave I may reach drunk and scared" "Offend my belated presence At my grave I may reach drunk and scared"
Rustling maple leaves have begun a prelude. In this ensemble of solitary don't want a breathe to in... Rustling maple leaves have begun a prelude. In this ensemble of solitary don't ...
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