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written by: Rochishmon



My heart sways
While flowers blossom
My mind sprouts
While the dawn had its dawn


An experience
That cannot be recorded by any language
Has reached my body-

In the pitch of silence
My meditation
Has come out as music-

Beyond the mind
New light spreads-

Fragrance that is not from flowers
Has been found by me-

A love–river flows
Within me-

To quench the thirst of thinking
A breeze blow-

From the voice of my wishes
A pleasant noise
Sounds profoundly-


In my intelligence
Concepts have fructified



Rochishmon - A Businessman by vocation and a poet by avocation. My English poems anthology: LET US UNDERSTAND THE DAWNS was released. Many of my poems were published in international magazines and web portals.

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