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Jul 2015
In the light of invisible moon,
Standing at an edge of tropical ocean
In reflections of the silver light
Just as this water reflects the face
So as your face reflects the heart.

Many shimmering images dance
Reopening the door of latched strings
With each splashing and dashing wave hitting
A host,of golden daffodils,beside the lake
Beneath the trees,in the breeze fluttering
        
There stands a fine tree- lonesome
In the north on a barren height
In slumber,Ice and snowstorm
Wrap it in sheets of white.

It dreams about a palmtree
Far in the east, alone,
Staring, in sorrow and silence,
At a blazing wall of stone.

A single fir-tree, lonely,
On a northern mountain height,
Sleeps in a white blanket,
Draped in snow and ice.
His dreams are of a palm-tree,
Who, far in eastern lands,
Weeps, all alone and silent,
Among the burning sands.
Chirayu Writer
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Chirayu Writer  20/M/India
(20/M/India)   
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