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Tuesday, October 4, 2011


You handed me a piece of paper one day
 when i was quite depressed you can say.

 In the evening I read the paper piece
 the first letter of love I found it to be.

 In that piece of paper was a heavenly fragrance
 and I felt you sitting besides me face to face.

 The next day we planned to meet
 at a fixed place we were to talk and eat.

 But I could not make it to your annoyance
 you gave me the name of a 'coward,' hence.

 I tried my level best your doubts to clear
 some time later you left me with a tear.

 renukakkar 4.10.2011

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