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The Silence Beyond Eden

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The Silence Beyond Eden  The sky, dust-laden, wears the stains of ash, while restless souls gather pearls of eternity, yet their hunger remains unsatiated. Frontiers bleed, dreams crumble into ruins, and nameless children inherit an unknown Eden's ashes. Once, your footsteps consecrated the earth, your breath sanctified the wandering winds. Now, iron and fire dictate the fate of spring. Who taught the flowers to fear their blossoming? Perhaps the giants still play their ancient game, moving kingdoms across the chessboard of the earth, while pawns of flesh and blood vanish beneath their shadows. And you remain silent, beyond the ruins of paradise. Is your silence the final mystery of creation, or the permission through which the giants reign?
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Pain

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 Pain Why did you take the pain and let the hyenas tear your breast, while you gleefully embraced death, rhyming with the hymns of God? Why did you willingly give up the throne, letting those giants ascend— deep-rooted even now, still germinating the fruits of sin? Yet you forgave those brutes with a divine smile. But your lovers still feel agony in their hearts for the pain you bore— while others rise to engulf wealth and power. By Goutam Roy 
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Nature’s Evening Call

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 Nature's  Evening  Call Evening, robed in gentle shade, enraptures the silent land. A serene tranquility settles upon all things. Wearied by the day’s long struggle, the world grows still— and nature softly beckons every soul to pause. In the hush of night, it calls us to meditate on God, to smooth the weary mind for the journey of the coming dawn. By  Goutam Roy 
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Perfection

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 Perfection What divine melody flows within the heart when devotion mingles with love. Is this perfection— when your child forgets everything in your ornamented earth? Your generous blessings infuse a gentle piety into his tender heart. How fortunate are those who are granted the grace of perfection— to feel the warmth of your touch. By  Goutam Roy 
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Pious Soul

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 Pious Soul On an auspicious dawn, the dark yielded an angel astride snow-dipped wings, silver with promise. In velvet night, unfurling hope, The world hush leaned closer— a whisper of eternal grace. He kept truth beating beneath his ribs, and love pulsing in the marrow of men. His heart, a tempered silence, did not recoil from the torch; it returned the flame— as light. No bond rose to fetter him, no oath proved too severe. Only one vow burned clear: to ransom a world. From his hollowed veins, forgiven rivers flowed, until a single breath embraced the earth. Death bowed— to the immortal. By  Goutam Roy 
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Ablution

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Ablution An effusive heart flows inward, melting in devotion, drinking the ambrosia of delight. The soul sings, rejoicing in your triumph, clinging to your golden feet to find the way of light. Life becomes a river, rejoicing as it flows with your stream of Compassion. With an exquisite longing, the soul dives deep into the ocean of devotion— leaving all behind Seeking only you. By  Goutam Roy 
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