Tuesday, November 1, 2022

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When nights are dark, and you are wide awake drawing an arc.
When the city is shining bright, and you are far away boarding a flight.
Do remember, my dearest.
There is a lamp, burning for you right.
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Soumili Karmakar
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MAHTAB BANGALEE 01 November 2022

Love is pure by itself but our contaminated mind gives there taints, scar of hate; nice to read your loving poem; I enjoyed your poetic feelings

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