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Amitav Radiance May 2014
Lovers are thirsty
Till they don’t drink the love potion
Their souls are aching
Till they don’t delve into each other*




© Amitav (Radiance)
JoBe Arenas Apr 2014
But I have a choice
I want to be free
But not a fleeting moment
I want to feel
But not a feint touch
I want to see
But not a fading glimpse
But I have "A choice"*
I learn
But not to know
I read
But not to comprehend
I hear
But not to listen
K Balachandran Apr 2014
Across the river in the woods
she met the white tiger;
she wished to surrender
the opposite was his desire.

— The End —