Sunday, January 19, 2014

Reminiscence-2 Comments

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The wind was blowing;
Through the trees,
Singing songs of,
Quiet evening beats,
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DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK
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Ramesh Rai 21 October 2014

I am parched now, And I am reeling With the wine of you, Every night brings in, The same cold memory, And cold crimson sky, That breathes out you and you only....... unable to describe beauty of your write.

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