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Love
K Bijendra (KB) Singh *
A Tender, The Heart, It Makes
Soften, Moulded That Of A Wax
Mottle A Mind, A Distinct Thought
Different Colours Came Out A Lot.
An Expression, Can't Be Felt By,
Its Nothing Than A Hope Of A Bit Goodbye;
A Hope Of No Future,
Desstined To Every A Day After
If Listened To Each Call
Uttered From Inside Your Hole;
If Pleaded, With All Your Wishes
And Heard Your Innermost Voices;
And Affected And Turn As You Turned
'tis A Love, Need Not Be Learnt.
* Poem written by Lt. K Bijendra (KB) Singh (Lt K B Singh). He can be contacted at bijumanipur(at)gmail(dot)com
This poem was webcasted on November 20, 2013.
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