SOMETHING I LOOK AT-34
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY
I know not how much I love her.
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My love is she, my village, the soul of my soul, where i truly live./// beautiful loving expression
Shouldi call her the bone of my bones, the string of my heart, the pupil of my eyes? I have no words to offer, similes and metaphors awfully inadequate to express her true grandeur. beautiful poem and a good graphic.. tony