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Mar 2013
I met you by chance,
It's a kind of dance,
That is this trance.
Amidst your couplets and my poetry,
I feel elated and relieved.
The difficulty is remembering your name,
Wasn't much given your scent.
The ease in remembering your face,
Was as much as looking at mirror.
A friend like no other you are,
Who knows which goddess you are
You've come to me like a dream,
A dream i'd like to linger bit more
Who knows how longer we would be,
But as long as friends we are, will be
This is not possible going solo,
You'd have to accompany me.
Now comes this poem's end,
I hope you ignored it's rhyming.
Your talkative eyes tell me a poem,
Nothing but you were on my mind.
© Atul Kaushal
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
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