Vinod Sharma


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Moonlight On Wet Leaves

Moonlight on wet leaves
Makes them quiver in the still night,
Its mark of passionate love it leaves
And takes a hurried flight.

Still and forlorn they wilt
Dry and lifeless in painful separation,
Memories of love enjoyed to the hilt
Awaiting next celebration.

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