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martes, 17 de julio de 2012


I feel relaxed at sound of her voice
A walk by the side with soul of hers
Night sneaking out from day hours
Even the face gives a light of mirth
My Dusky beauty has such a grace
Shy wind blows over her face
Evaporating tensions far to gaze
Stars slowly twinkle like a maze
Without expectations of grace
She holds my heart in a tight embrace
Hope of new rise stirs in heart
Past always taught to tear apart
Move on ever with joy and mirth
Our relationship will not be naught. 
Tribhuvan Mendiratta

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