Dona Bhadra

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Who Is Present Everywhere? - Poem by Dona Bhadra

Oops who is blowing my hair,
Who is blowing my skirt.
I think its the naughty wind,
Present everywhere.
I wish I were like you,
Present in all the occasions through.
You are present in marriages and
Deaths, birth and space and all over the,
World like a rushing race.
You don't have any comments, inquires or wishes,
You help us in all the ways it reaches.
We all love you as much as we can,
But just remember wind its just all we can.

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  • Gold Star - 13,187 Points Ramesh Rai (7/16/2013 10:43:00 AM)

    beautiful that can blow every thing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 16, 2013


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