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Sapna Verma

Children Stories Others

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Sapna Verma

Children Stories Others

Flow Of Life

Flow Of Life

1 min
364

When moments melt

and fall over eyes,

When life flows

like a vivid stream,


Then whelms the past

and heart sighs,

Then falls over eyes

the veil of dreams.


If songs of past

are sung today,

Perplexing thoughts will

rise up dismay.


To grow the morrow's flower

let the today's sun rise,

Let present be the best gift

and future be a surprise.


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