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Plucking from mind the passing thoughts
I often wove some garlands in words
presenting them all in poetic forms
I basked in the bliss they showered!
That lovely phase is lost these days
indolent mind resembles inert seas
abandoned by whims and words alike
untouched notebook lies like empty cradle
feeding me with pangs of a barren womb!
I often wove some garlands in words
presenting them all in poetic forms
I basked in the bliss they showered!
That lovely phase is lost these days
indolent mind resembles inert seas
abandoned by whims and words alike
untouched notebook lies like empty cradle
feeding me with pangs of a barren womb!
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