Nirmita Roy Biography

There mysterious flowers blooms,
And fire flies glow in moon
There stars twinkles at night.
And smiles at different heights.
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I am growing old,
My skin is sagged
And hair is white
I don't know where to hide
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I wish I was a bird,
Flying in the sky,
Flying high, high and high.
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Over the dark mid night,
Comes the rays of lights.
Shines the Stars,
From a height.
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My little foot when entered school
My hands were shaking and were cool
Tears falling from my eye
I just can't say a good bye
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