It is the holy
Under the tender sun
Peeping us always.



Fall of flaw

It is the simple
Thought of happy,
Coming to sing;
The melody is with us
Then to flow becomes the bliss!

Copyright @ 2006 N.Karthikeyan Osho

Website: http://www.authorsden.com/nagamuthukosho




Poetry by Nagamuthu Osho
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Written on 2006-09-09 at 18:43

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