Smakshi Bhat Biography

Maybe I was born bad luck,
definitely never scrounged for it.
Maybe was it foretold by Almighty,
but didn't let me starve to bits.
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A perfect moment to write,
as I sit by your side.
Sunken in your eyes,
my eyes are!
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Peeled was she,
In a fateful way.
For their glee,
one and everyday!
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Take this letter, Oh white dove,
drop it to the balcony, of my beloved.

Let the breeze tangle, in his ‘dark-brown' hair,
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