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Raju Ganapathy

Abstract

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Raju Ganapathy

Abstract

Magic Spell

Magic Spell

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Mind , depth you can't measure

Trove of words, a delightful treasure.

When the words form waves, watch them with pleasure.

Happens not under pressure but in a leisure.


With a thread of verse I garland the words

Happens how, can't explain in my mental world.

Deep desire in every cell, this is what I can tell.

Thoughts form words into verses, a magic spell.



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