...NOTHING IS FOND AND FAIR...
Life is not a bed of rose, thorns are all we get in our share..
Words are elusive with meanings, in love nothing is fond and fair..
Happiness pass away swifter like a passing shower in a glimpse..
Sweetness is a name sake only there are many a sips between the cup and the lips..
I seek your kind note, your hand for sure with soft assurance
Feel me,I am yours all, a nod I wait for as the strong insurance...
This is my heart, Monalisa, I will be happy if my throb is heard..
If you have time with will, deal me beyond my word....
©® SACHIDANAND MISHRA
Life is not a bed of rose, thorns are all we get in our share..
Words are elusive with meanings, in love nothing is fond and fair..
Happiness pass away swifter like a passing shower in a glimpse..
Sweetness is a name sake only there are many a sips between the cup and the lips..
I seek your kind note, your hand for sure with soft assurance
Feel me,I am yours all, a nod I wait for as the strong insurance...
This is my heart, Monalisa, I will be happy if my throb is heard..
If you have time with will, deal me beyond my word....
©® SACHIDANAND MISHRA
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