My life is scripted
In a way fronds take in to the air
In a way clouds rush to oblivion
And placid lake to the sky lays bare
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Your poems will be inscribed within our hearts, and never will be lost in the pages! You will never miss your bards as you are going to be with them for many more years! A wonderful write, Tiku! !
Great write dear sir. Touching expression. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks Sir. Gratitude.