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Anwesha Vashisth

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Anwesha Vashisth

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Mirage

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I shook my mind up

& felt a funeral of those

Butterflies.....

& then it came to my heart


It says,

Yes, you are the still same

Who always cries.


I tried to see the rainbows

In your colorful eyes


But it remains unshaded

& makes worthless my tries.

Surely, A pen with ink


May write to you

But my soul with ink

Will describe you.........


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