Nivedita Patnaik Biography

Love they say is beautiful,
the romance in moon-lit nights
the heart of lovers beating against eachother...
Love comes silently,
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End is beginning
its kind of circle
gyrating in mindless motion
lost the symphony....
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Rustling in the soft breeze
fluttering her leaves she stands
my golden shower....
Yellow and gold,
...

Lives apart we stay together...
opinions different we stick around each other..
hardly do we share our thoughts...
seldom do we talk...
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With each failure
comes a triumph
a victory of winning the loss
with each sorrow
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