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Feb 2016
This heart needs a mite of love to hide its pain
Because all the laughter has now turned to vain
It is difficult to describe them in words but
Eyes are explaining them with each drop of tears.

Some moments bring laughter and some brings tears
Still the heart smiles for years and years
Day and night are opposite to each other
Still they come for a while across one another.

Agreed that heart lives inside the dark
But the feeling inside it always sparks
It never hesitates to elicit the love out of it
On the other it just wanted to feel how is it.

It just made a mistake of loving someone so deeply
That is found in this world very very rarely
It never wanted anything but just love
Perhaps that's the reason it has never loosen hope.

What else I would say all except to stay in peace
It is better if the world know not more than this
As it has never understood the consciousness of love
And it has never wanted know or feel the same
Just because it had always pretended to be lame.

If it is madness in the eyes of world
Then it agrees to be mad in their eyes
But would they know
Love is the beginning and it has no end
Even after the body mixes in to the sand.
Snehalata Pradhan
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Snehalata Pradhan  odisha
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   Samuel Hesed and Cecil Miller
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