Anjali Ramanna

First five I lived... I did not even know...
Next five.. one more five... five more.. I lived...
Why? For whom? Oh, I was not bothered...
Two more five... I lived...
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You are boundless..
for melancholy you are routless...
When fades the luster of eyes....
Flies the beats of sigh...
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I miss you in morning dawn…
I miss you in dusky tide…
I miss you in soothing moon…
I miss you in blaze…
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The glint of glittering eyes….
the sound of sprinkle voice…
that I here among crowd..
what I here on never ending road…
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Your love has left me in lurch…
never a moment leaves me in
serene, memories in search….
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She wanted to explode the convention into contemporary…
Hence she loosened... she is our own and the same old lady…
She got rid of her ear- rings and trinkets….
She did discard her mind and it’s body…,
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In the depth of your heart...
Ocean of innocence crafts the waves...
Maturity is only for this world of dirt and soil...
My sweet lass, you are the root of life...
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