Rajanigandhas
Abloom
In Nature's Garden.
Spring
With a basket
Full of flowers.
Summer
Of longer daytime
And the scorching sun.
The candle of love
Burnt it out
Melting finally.
With hope
In the heart
I kept waiting for you.
An image
Vanished it
From the world.
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