Tag: POETRY
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Dance of droplets
cloud hanging in sky, and waiting for the signal , of Nature to fall, droplets are falling, From the winks of happy sky, to bury summer droplets are jumping , in joy to create bubbles, for joy of all eyes droplets are dancing, On the road of Bangalore, its so beautiful
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HELMET OVER HEART
I don’t know how is she? I don’t know where is she? but her love is with me, like a helmet over heart without her what is meaning of WE ? without her there is no meaning of WE, but her love is with me, like a helmet over heart, A face ,i didn’t get…