But for,unquiet heart and brain,
My mood is changed one starry night,
When an orb breathes lovingly,
To intact pious bonding of love and care.
Time is but flowing cascade,
Distance rekindles love,
Face of night brings sunshine,
At last once again but again.
In dewy dim phase of life,
A lost ring is regained,
When every speck of life costs,
More than promises made.
A lowly grave in the west,
Where my star sets ,until,
An autumn breeze felt,
To say love will be near.
Keshie(26-04-02)
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