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With marigold blooming in abandon
You blink eyes from the sky- a sure
Sign of your desire to meet me; we
Have plucked many a stars when
The guard of a sun was asleep on
The other side of the temple wall;
Seas wept spume while performing
Obsequies of rotten beliefs that have
Spurned our love in the mid of youth.


@ Anil Kumar Panda 17/12/2015

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The 'desire to meet you'. Nice work.