sarath sasi Poems

Tripping in her trip
I don’t want to be here, but
Actually I am not here.where I want to be
Tripping in her eyes
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She was neglecting me
The doubt remained same in me
The cold winter of the December
She behaved same in the spring
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I don't need any magical weed to
love you
I don't need any rainy night to dream about you
I don't need any golden pen to write about you
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Everything is taken away
From me
some by moody wind, some by
the depressed sea and the
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In a shabby rainy day
Snow water was so lazy they always
wanted to fly with sound of wind
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Once the graceful women were
Mother for me
In fine blue rainy night
I was lying beside her Waiting for nectar
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In the dark night guarded by
The warm sodium light
I was dancing with naughty air
We Were in the celebration of
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My lavender do u know what
is one side love means
U will not be able to understand
It's not like rich Victorian gold coin
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