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Jan 2014
Come oh my partner,
Accompany me to the hills,
The streams of cool fresh waters,
And calm tall trees of pine,
Await your presence.

The snow glows white,
Incomplete without you,
While it's just me alone here,
I think of you as nearer,
The sun glows bright..

Wind blows so softly,
As if saying your name,
With each of soft gust cool,
Accentuating just 'you',
In the winter nights...
My HP Poem #521
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
Written by
Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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