....YOUR WELCOME SONG....

Your  welcome song was sung
In the cooing of cockoo, dear
I had received the love petals bedecked with peacock feather..

The invitation you did dispatch
Was in a card scented with your touch..
The sweets you sent
Were mixed with dew drops and faith..

You had presented, dear the music of the pouring Shravana
And broke the pride of sex Goddess.
You had written the birth chart of our first love,
O dear with a butter soft body, in a honeyed flower bunch...

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BY SATCHIDANANDA MISHRA