Tuesday, June 25, 2013

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When the morning appears with all its shine
Like a stolen jewel in the museum again
When the noon comes tiptoe near my window
Like a stranger lost his way and murmurs
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AMITAVA MAZUMDAR
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Geetha Jayakumar 11 September 2013

Beautiful way you have presented this poem. Each changing scenes you have described well. Loved it.

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