O rain, sweet rain !
Keep falling like laughter
Weep alone through my pen.
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This is a repost originally published two years back on the 35th death anniversary of my dear mom.... "Mother, I shall weave a chain...
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Where, so far and afar, does my soul wander in pursuit of Those tunes of thy flute that lets the breeze moan? Where does to an alien plac...
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Long nights and days sped by To yearn and earn and count and die, In loving spree and dreams and cry, In heaps of petals fallen and dr...
Beautiful capture and verse.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your kind words of appreaciaton
DeleteBeautiful photograph and equally beautiful words to go with it..
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