Howrah Bridge
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I consume my all alcoholic rhymes
when I see your reflection in moonlit night
The minerva exists in splendid paradise
but i long to march for heavenly truth
the ascent of singing soul never ceases
but misery of life always preaches
unto that reflection of your persistent
I dive my dreams for beckoning thoughts
when I stand upon your pageantry
facing towards north wind then i sparse
my emotions with redolent feelings
I stare at your wide range
yearning to outcast my depressed thoughts
then my dreaded nightmare becomes mute.
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