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Mohita Acharya Trivedi

Fantasy

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Mohita Acharya Trivedi

Fantasy

Bring Me Sunset

Bring Me Sunset

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Bring me the sunset in a cup, 

I would drink it with my closed eyes;

A sip of dark mountains, 

Beholding the beauty in my eyes;


A sip of birds flying back to their nest,

Capturing the pictures of skies;

Preserving the beauty to memorize, 

Where the fair appearance lies;


Bring me the sunset in a cup, 

I would drink it to my delight;

A sip of green Ocean,

And my thoughts will star the night;


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