Tuna Biswal

Rookie (14/07/1979 / Rourkela, Bargarh, Odisha, India)

Nira’s Tale Of Love I Prelude - Poem by Tuna Biswal

Nira’s Tale of Love I Prelude

Neither was She brow of an eye,
Nor was the beat of a heart,

Hay that came use for none,
A handful of sand was She.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 15, 2008

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