Desire Is A Wayward Bird
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Dr Dillip K Swain
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Sometimes I feel
To go back to my childhood
To play hide and seek game
To loll under mother's lap!
Sometimes I feel
To be a soft piece of cotton
To wipe away drops of tears
From the fragile eyes
Of my sweet daughter!
Sometimes I feel
Flying across the blue sky
Like a stress-free bird
From distance to distance!
Desire is a wayward bird
Sometimes fly sometimes not
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