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Articles: Poetry | My Paradise
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After a long day of work
towards home, I simply lurk.
I ring the bell, wait for a while
to be answered by a sweet smile.
Exhausted I throw myself down
but on no face is seen a sigh or a frown.
Instead my mother's voice soothens me
Sour moments of the day simply flee.
Every corner sparkles welcome
Every shade brightens me
to a new world I come.
My home is a Paradise for me.
I'm soon absorbed, in a sea of smiles
glittering glee, I see in the tiles.
rejuvenated by feeling filtered thr' a sieve
I give double of that I receive..
Who can estimate it's worth?
For my home iz a Paradise on the Earth....
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A Srikanti Rupa.
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