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Shweta Chaturvedi

Abstract Classics Inspirational

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Shweta Chaturvedi

Abstract Classics Inspirational

Arcady

Arcady

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Every time I breathe,

I inhale the serenity of entire universe,

It feels like that somewhere within

A devoutly spiritual chanting is going on..


Words are blowing like gentle breeze

Through the mystic toll of chimes

Forming a lyrical ecstatic melody

And singing to an unheard poem of life..


Sometimes I don't want to write poems,

I wish to live that vehemence in my heart

Wrapped in the arms of ample blue sky

Listen to every notions that beats in its heart..


That blood-warm buss of December sun

That clement stay of dew on the flowers

I dwell to every fraction of nature's galore

Where, there love is fey and fathomed..


ଏହି ବିଷୟବସ୍ତୁକୁ ମୂଲ୍ୟାଙ୍କନ କରନ୍ତୁ
ଲଗ୍ ଇନ୍

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