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A strange
wind of fortune
Blew you
to me
Paving way
for
Starry,
golden dream
Tied in chaste
vows
Not to let off
thee
Through whole
excursion
As ever it
would be
Being
always there
To stand
by together,
To cope
up with any
Storm and
weather
Under
cool shadow of
Firm,
vast life-tree,
Tasting its
sweet -sour
Fruits with
spree
Now
playing with
Its lush
green leaves
Then treading
on
Pale, brown
in eves
This tree
is not rooted
In mud or
any sand
But deep cemented
In
compromise land
Irrigated with love
By
compassionate hand………
-Shivali

Nice lines....
ReplyDeleteTouchy, true to its meaning. Good one Shivali, keep it up.
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Abhishek