There I can see a crow crying
on the branches of a banyan tree.
I asked her why she is crying
but no response.
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Thank you Sir, for your valuable comment...Am I a loser, if that black beauty is me myself? ?
They loved each other, dreamed each other, kissed each other, hugged each other They wished to live together but... After some days, He left her. Yes...her prince went somewhere without any word. A story quite naturally runs around even if it was a bird. Thanks for the intensity of sensibility towards your black beauty. Thanks for the sharing.10 mark's for it. Subhas
if the black beauty and the poet is the same person...?