CHULBULI
Some one comes in my mind
And takes my thoughts away,
Even during the darkest hour
Eyes are open - like in the day
Remembering her smiling face
When she has something to say.
Some one sits besides me
With naughtiness in her eyes,
When I'm busy doing something
She tries to read my mind.
When I turn and look at her
She always tries to hide.
Someone is always restless
Having many things in mind,
She never seems to stop
Even when a pen in her hand.
I want to copy her style
And, a lot I have tried.
By: Khirod Dalpati
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