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Oct 2014
No way to talk, when I meet you
No means to chat, when I see you
Throwing the hints every time
Needs you to understand any time
My stare is a proof of my affection
Your smile is an evidence of your love
But still boundaries are the separator
Social beliefs are the hindrance

Every morning I pray, I could see you
Every bus I take, I could reach you
Every step I walk, I could find you
Every word I speak, I could teach you
Yes, I am a teacher, you are not
Your curious eyes are cross on me
Your pompous walk is the hit on me
But still boundaries are the separator
Social beliefs are the hindrance
Umesh Ghimire
Written by
Umesh Ghimire  Nepal
(Nepal)   
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