sri harsha bayyavarapu Poems

lets fly high friends

with the wings being our dreams......lets fly high
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The question'what is love' has grown from the stage of seed into a plant, in me...
Its heading towards a huge tree,
I couldn't bare it any longer....
So, I started brooding over it,
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Love u dear...
With all that smiles that made my heart to cherish...
With all Those glances that filled my dreams...
With the little mole..at the end of lips.. that worth more than millions...
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I am an Indian....
Though u call me Chinese
I am still an Indian & I feel proud in expressing
My nationality
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