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Sunday,12th May 2019
listen to your soul
and respond to the call
that disturbs you from nowhere
and creating an unknown fear
you shall pick the pulse
and repulse
anything that bothers you
and compels to pass through
lovee may speak loud
and sound
with the same spirit
when called upon to greet
it is an echo
that goes
far beyond
and creates ripples in the pond
I find an answer
when she whispers
with a slow utterance
that brightens the chance
is the love blind?
so you have to act unkindly
with the calm surface
and show no sign of love or trace
Hasmukh Mehta
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