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Why it always happens
That
Millions carefully formed lines
Lost with your one site…
Words melt and thoughts dissolve
In an unfathomable ocean of your eyes…

You come and go…
Me still standing here,
Gathering the dispersed meanings
And myself…

1 Comment

  1. A Spectator on March 20, 2009 at 11:41 PM

    Saumitra ( Ani tarihi mi)

    Tu thamb,
    mi jato ithun pudhe,

    nehemich ka saryani mala sodun jayacha?