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School, nearby his house Where she teaches English Present in front of his house Seeing her passing by In the morning and evening Slim and beauty was she Looking attractive in a Saree Eyes drawn with black kajal Where eyebrows are like a bow And a small black dot on her forehead Like a painting slipped out of a canvas Walking on the road Crossing his eyes all the way Perplexed was he about The black eyes noticing him Waiting to express his love In his usual stand of gate Highly strung to make his attempt To the girl who impressed him first Making him madly fall for her Like a thunderbolt did she Walking towards him Looking into his confused eyes Opening her rose petal lips Dropped some pearl like words I Too Love You Dear !
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Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 4:13 PM UTC
No Waiting In Love
School, nearby his house Where she teaches English Present in front of his house Seeing her passing by In the morning and evening Slim and beauty was she Looking attractive in a Saree Eyes drawn with black kajal Where eyebrows are like a bow And a small black dot on her forehead Like a painting slipped out of a canvas Walking on the road Crossing his eyes all the way Perplexed was he about The black eyes noticing him Waiting to express his love In his usual stand of gate Highly strung to make his attempt To the girl who impressed him first Making him madly fall for her Like a thunderbolt did she Walking towards him Looking into his confused eyes Opening her rose petal lips Dropped some pearl like words I Too Love You Dear !
prathipa-nair
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Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 4:13 PM UTC
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