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Articles: Poetry | Standing Alone....!!!
- Mr. Riphath Athyala
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Standing alone at my heart with sorrow
Soaked with tears at heart and cry at mind,
Lean and weak on the shore of my life.
There came an angel unto me who looks like
Moon in mid summer night, cool and soft,
Cute and smart at body and pure and dynamic
At heart. Her body flavoured as the night
Queens fragrance. Her looks keep the ocean
Currents calm. Her voice makes the nature
Sing sweet songs. Charismatic is her voice
For me thought had she has a moving spirit.
Bright are her eyes as morning sun after a
Dark night. Glows her body as a flood of
Light throwing at me. Leaned to me and
Said 'THOU ART MINE FOR EVER' Fear and
Afraid filled me and my body grew hot and
Cold knowing not what to respond, seeing the
Same 'I'll make you say the same one day '
She said. Showed me what love is at heart and
Body made me slave for her love look.
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