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Bijay Kant Dubey


Stealing The Moon/ Sitting Behind The Church And Enjoying


Stealing the moon, have I brought
And we sitting together with
Behind the church
Enjoying the fair evening
When the moon seems to be drizzling,
A silvery white sheet spread over,
Yea, it's looking milky white,
The moon orbs glistening everywhere
And it's shining all around.

Stealing the moon, have I brought
And as thus keep we sitting
Behind the church
In milky whiteness,
Enjoying the bliss.

Submitted: Sunday, September 08, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 09, 2013
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