I Feel You
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Neela Nath Das
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I feel you love
me a lot.
I brag and wish to
drown your thought.
So fool am I
that soaring high,
I fly and fly
burning my wing
I long to swing,
in air
withstanding all
hatred you brought.
I forget once you
loved me lot.
When my days
wanna rest
on your kindlier chest,
I find your warmth for
me has gone.
Your world I lose,
and love is shunned.
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