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Beyond the distant shores of seven seas,
Her sparkling smiles still in my memory,
I hear her whisper in the morning breeze,
Like melodious tunes of whispering bee;
I feel her presence in the winds of time,
Like fragrance in the garden of jasmine,
Her smile was like thousand words of gold,
Every minute spent was like lovers abode;
Her smile accompanied dimple on her cheeks
My heart with missed beats for a while it shrinks
The anxiety compounds with bounds and leaps
Those deep reverine eyes with a stare, seem to peep;
She came with motley hopes and greenery,
Kindling heart like the oars in placid reverine,
Her smiles and whispers are in my heart’s granary,
Which shall remain with me in my deep memory;
Vidyadhar ...
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