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Anjali Sinha (2/7/2009 6: 33: 00 AM) | Delete this message A FALLING STAR I am thy refuge I am thy aesthetics Look at me- From my bright eyes you took my fires Hurled them around and took my desires From that grain of sand you made me Taj I became the oasis the honeycomb of love An aroma I left on your soul As the mountains kiss the clouds And the bright sunshine clings to the earth As the moon casts a Shy glance on the seas My glances to you- Catch me like a falling star Till age snows the white hairs on me Make me that star On thy crown Tis not a mystery Let it be history Yes I am thy refuge And thy aesthetics 07-02-2009