A Queen Behind
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Kesav Venkat Easwaran
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From dawn to dusk, pursuing hot
my righteous crooked ways
divine bewitching in her smile
urging to go outright,
trespassing on my likes, dislikes
in deeds my wrong and right,
in shadows mine in sleep and dreams
throwing alluring baits,
Queen real of an unreal world-
she oars my swaying sail
on waters, deep or shallow, mine
illusive she- on trail
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