Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Morning to us*

As SHe is your soulmate
Why keep Her away on wait
In your eyes, at your gate,

Call Her to Heart of yours
Let your eyes be blown by tears thine.


(*Note: A transliteration of a few lines done by me,  from R.Tagore, as a humble tribute to The Greatest Poet, Writer, philosopher, essayist, novelist and Bard of all times)

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