....WHEN YOU MOVE MONALISA...
You come to my mind at the slightest provocation,it is more when the nights fall...
The loneliness is the worst affair, for worries it is free for all...
Virtue is never absolute and beauty is that bird that chirps to the heart's fill..
When you move Monalisa, the heaven comes on to the earth,
With your style you are free to kill....
Faith is the pivot on which relationship thrives..
Simply when I think of you with earnest feeling, your shadow arrives...
The warmth that you have in your touch and the hope your memory emanates...
Are the principal of my desire, sweat heart, just kiss me I will write sonnets..
©® SACHIDANANDA MISHRA
You come to my mind at the slightest provocation,it is more when the nights fall...
The loneliness is the worst affair, for worries it is free for all...
Virtue is never absolute and beauty is that bird that chirps to the heart's fill..
When you move Monalisa, the heaven comes on to the earth,
With your style you are free to kill....
Faith is the pivot on which relationship thrives..
Simply when I think of you with earnest feeling, your shadow arrives...
The warmth that you have in your touch and the hope your memory emanates...
Are the principal of my desire, sweat heart, just kiss me I will write sonnets..
©® SACHIDANANDA MISHRA
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