In The Pleasant Evening I Began To Write
A Anjandev Roy
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In the pleasant evening
I began to write my great poetry
With a joyous mind,
I wrote many lines at a stretch,
I wanted to write more and more,
But then the sky became cloudy,
Gradually the atmosphere became darker and darker,
I realised the unpleasant meaning of it,
Soon I stopped writing
With a gloomy heart.
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