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Anjana Chauhan

Drama

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Anjana Chauhan

Drama

Death

Death

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Every night she comes to me,

Wishes thousand words in my ears.

Sleep besides and kisses my head.

And gives me terrible fear.


Like the moon who walks with pseudo feet.

She walks slowly like a heart beat

Moment so swift and clear

She takes away who is dear.


She awakens soul from her sleep.

Together they play in ocean deep.

Sapphire sky with burning spark

Sees them all playing in the dark.


When the sky became bright.

The dawn arises,

She leaves the soul in her bid,

To gain wisher and kiss someone's

HEAD!!


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