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Wednesday, January 16, 2008

My Love Is Like A Red, Red Rose

smaragaralakhandanam
mamashirasimandanam
dehi padapallavamudaram


My love is like
a red, red rose.
It turns all black
when the evening dews
drench it, burn it,
stain it with more -
Love is the only dream
my love cannot bear.
Posted by Arjun Chaudhuri at 9:39 AM
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