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whistling of the last train
further away
Awaiting for the first chirping-
Where the ocean ends in indigo
Where the waves begin in a row,
Where the mountain heading to
Where the stream flowing so,
Endlessly a circle though..-
When eyes looked for you
Unread messages still there..
Fragrance of your's remains
Unsaid tales are just buzzing
At the roof top corner,
Yes, l feel your presence
Over the sixth sence..
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As the sun is yet to set
To bloom some Jasmines are late,
As the dusk knocks the door
shiny Waves touch the sea shore,
As the birds are on the way to home
A shredded feather left alone..
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āĻ āĻŦāĻļā§āώ⧠āĻāϰāĻž āĻĒāĻžāϤāĻž āύāĻžāĻŽ,
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Curve that shines the sky
Over my tiny rooftop,
Resemblance of new bride
A journey of fortnight..
Love of a selenophilie..-
Loneliness never ends...
Oceans are deeper though..
City behind your window,
Kept ringing telephones,
Each twinkling streetlights,
Remains with only you..-
Lost in her messy bun
during the drowning sun,
Cloudy eyes rain that black
Monochrome like painters' hack...-