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An evening comes wading through the clouds crimson the feet wet in mists unfurling silences whisper hushed in shadows and leafless stalks, tangled hair, moist in the mellow winds foreboding the hour when minnows sleep it will rain tonight                    soft on the lotus ponds landing by the dancing canvas leaves                    painted in hues of cream-white                             birthing buds of pink                                      smiling shy robed in the regal hues of the moon blushing behind the mourning palms painted against the skies solemn whirling, whirling like a dervish it is the hymn of the skies it is the early moon it is the late koel the pond overflowing in longing I will swoon rhapsodizing Saying your name in syllables whirling, I rise levitating You are there in the distance You are here by my side
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Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 11:37 PM UTC
Rhapsody | New verse
An evening comes wading through the clouds crimson the feet wet in mists unfurling silences whisper hushed in shadows and leafless stalks, tangled hair, moist in the mellow winds foreboding the hour when minnows sleep it will rain tonight                    soft on the lotus ponds landing by the dancing canvas leaves                    painted in hues of cream-white                             birthing buds of pink                                      smiling shy robed in the regal hues of the moon blushing behind the mourning palms painted against the skies solemn whirling, whirling like a dervish it is the hymn of the skies it is the early moon it is the late koel the pond overflowing in longing I will swoon rhapsodizing Saying your name in syllables whirling, I rise levitating You are there in the distance You are here by my side
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Indian
Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 11:37 PM UTC
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