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Jul 2014
Brisk cold breeze on that evening..
Stupefy illusion of murmuring.
Hazy feeling of glossy tone..
Sweet honey drop sparse moan.

                                         Smiling lips bright eyes..
                                          Looking towards beyond the sky.
                                          So many stories ..
                                          So many tales.

Spring,  Summer, Fall and Winter..
Lapse days in countless number.
Seldom strikes remembrance ..
Take memories to the same place.**

                                           Brisk cold breeze like sharp pierce..
                                           Falling dusk angst heartbreak.
                                           Dark mind closed eyes ..
                                           Sweet memories lips smile.


                                                        ­                                *deovrat - 30.07.2014
Deovrat Sharma
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Deovrat Sharma  58/M/Noida, INDIA
(58/M/Noida, INDIA)   
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