Penned By B D Narayankar
When u were around
I used to fly like bird.
In your absence
I am falling like feathers
not being heard
My love dazzles,
sings a piece of poetry
The candied desires
prick me
under the bee-hive sultry
I am melting, day and night
in remembrance
Smelling foul is now
even the fragrance
Nevertheless, I love the separation
because it's a lifeline
that gives me a
chance to end desperation
after every separation!!!!!!
after every separation!!!!!!
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