Bhai Phonta/ Thoughts
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Bhai Phonta
Just for a tikka on the forehead
The brother expects for
So much so earnestly
From the hands of his sister
And she lies in the hope of
Putting it over
With so much love and affection.
Thoughts
Thoughts,
Where do they come from and where do they take away to,
I do not know,
But do they come
Giving a fresh set of ideas
And opinions
Like the whiffs of fragrance?
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