maira Bhandari
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A small butterfly
Lovely, bright, dances past
Flying on breeze
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They've covered even the towers All I can see is beautiful flowers They've covered even the towers All I can see is beautiful flowers
Against the flaming halo of the dipping Sun, Stood she - swathed in an ethereal glow; Against the flaming halo of the dipping Sun, Stood she - swathed in an ethere...
Youth is the twilight of life Youth is the twilight of life
Scattered words thrown to the winds don't make amends Scattered words thrown to the winds don't make amends
Search for me in the twinkling eyes of the shepherd who stands so high. Search for me in the twinkling eyes of the shepherd who stands so high.
Leap, strike, fly back to start Leap, strike, fly back to start
The warmth of times is despised at every touch. The warmth of times is despised at every touch.
She dances like a Ballerina around the Sun, very far! She dances like a Ballerina around the Sun, very far!
I will find no reasons to cry! I will find no reasons to cry!
How do I carry scars like my manners, Blend them in myself, like it was meant to be. How do I carry scars like my manners, Blend them in myself, like it was meant...
wherever I go, I hear the same sounds wherever I go, I hear the same sounds
The decision once taken should be worked with dedication The decision once taken should be worked with dedication
Letting go was abandoning the identity, of duality! Letting go was abandoning the identity, of duality!
But you would for sure I know, think of me and lighten up. But you would for sure I know, think of me and lighten up.
Your writing will never leave you alone. Your writing will never leave you alone.
Air is fragrant with your fragrance World is fascinating in your presence Air is fragrant with your fragrance World is fascinating in your presence
Behind all those smiles She hid her ghost Behind all those smiles She hid her ghost
Rubbing hard against the soul leaving no healing on the wound Rubbing hard against the soul leaving no healing on the wound
How would you feel if one went over your head? Insisting that it's no big deal, How would you feel if one went over your head? Insisting that it's no big dea...
Sadly it painfully dawned on him She was a ghost a memory of long ago Sadly it painfully dawned on him She was a ghost a memory of long ago
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