Loving Me
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Anil Kumar Panda
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Looking at the fresh rose blooming
I think you have not forgotten to love me;
You have a feeling in your heart
That makes the flowers bloom and
Shed their essences:
Feeling the free wind twisting over
The conical shaped tree tops I think
You still have a choice of loving me,
Your thought meanders like a runnel
And rests close to my face;
The earth sings a song for your kindness-
And the dawn breaks to show you the path
To my heart.
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