ankita verma Poems

O world! what will you lost;
Everything hath lost;
No maturity in beauty,
beauty, lost their sincerity;
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O great misery! hold me, if u can,
melancholy raises in my heart.
I lost my dearest,
suffering great, but everlasting,
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O! desire of love,
through your rays upon me
bottom to head, as glove
red heart beats innumerable, you see!
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She lives in the forest
nor stunning, nor beautiful looks
But her working quality shows
Her attractiveness, she nothing no beauty
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We had done enough
But enough not,
Sack walks everywhere
But we had blinded eyes
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To think about, making some simple plan
everyone will be happy then;
While making simple plan
a little spoon of joy and noise,
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