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Jiten Biswal

Drama Romance Tragedy

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Jiten Biswal

Drama Romance Tragedy

Nira’s Tale Of Love: XII

Nira’s Tale Of Love: XII

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‘Akash came’, ‘Sam gone’, even Rosy was there;

Others un-recollected; the mayhem of youth was her.


When she felt its arrival as a liaison

Fading colours of youth were on.

                         

With these, she ventured alone,

Needed another shadow to live upon.


Sought others for burning desire;

For which flow of life was in despair.


She could hear at a distance was her mourn;

The tears rolling on her cheeks were her own.


Ceased instincts react to surfeit her soul;

Pleased senses forfeit her to growl crawl.


Every second life could be her day;

Barked relentless reaching at bay.


The whole human would suffer,

So, how a man would differ?


Linger, anger, hunger and instinct;

Eager, meagre, malinger and distinct.


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