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July 5, 2015

All The evening birds come to nest

You!       missed my home.

Lamp forget to lit up

in     dark house

My lips broken by tears.

In the courtyard near this empty vase

All day long Marigold and Poppies

falls as drunken soul

as by not mentioned

Her saffron cloth

is mixing in the dust

like a broken heart

Your hair pin

is digging the nails in my heart

as a mountain  of recollection

I don’t move a single step,in out today

Rain has pouring

forgetting a pause.My bird’s heart

crying  for you

in this     an empty nest


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