Monday, 27 June 2011


Shining like the stars, she
Yodels upon my heart, and
Lend me a hope which
Vanishes all the scruples
Instantly out of my mind
Adding so much anew.

Pale was I as a withered lily.
Little did I know about her.
Above me, she stood,
To give a ray of light.

Hold me tightly in your arms.

                                              27, October 2010.

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