Avinash Shukla Biography

Mother is god-gift,
It likes society-lift,
It goes higher and higher,
She never cheat nor liar,
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A girl who has rosy-cheek,
Or a coral lip,
With a star-like eyes I seek,
Which seas-love want into dip,
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My will that She came in white sefan saree,
And told me that She loves me,
Her hand in my hand sat on the lea,
Never came thought about any fear, feels free,
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My inspiration gone away from I,
Unbearable pain made me cry,
My relationship with her was like as water sea,
Such as tree from garden and grass from lea,
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