Nikita Gupta Poems

Clump of twinkling stars, lustering as diamonds
I slept on the step under the widespread sky.
Cooling breeze, whirling wind and the blurry beam of the moonlight
Wrapping me with ardor
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The Beam on their face made me look amused,
Their laughter, their chuckle, their mirth
How could they make me so happy when I am not among them,
The cloudburst can't hold me back from serving them
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