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3 Idiots
There is a tale of 3 idiots that flourished in a city,
Nobody of them became famous was their pity,
Many wanderers came and came many magicians,
Neither of them was able to carve their creations,
Lest they became grief-stricken and more edgy,
For the most of time their sadness turned cagy,
Had there been any kind of charmed glare of hope,
Because then only these days have gone...
Tuesday 10th January 2017 3:53 pm
YOUR VOICE
Your hiding ahead of me is a speaking disguise,
What stays in mind of me is your soothing voice.
I doubt about other people about their advice,
They seldom know my heart somehow my price,
All I need is a entertaining simile of your enterprise,
What stays in mind of me is your soothing voice.
You are a great personality front of me at arise,
Jumbling your words that c...
Saturday 7th January 2017 4:33 pm
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