Answering you
Mousumi ghoshal chaudhuri
Floating like a skeleton on your love ,
At very dawn
I hunt for only tea ,
Could Helplessly get fish
Could get the mouth organ
Of melt Ness.
The quietness of the church
Defines me
The lawn of your book .
My face sparkles,sudden
I sleep to the feather of your lemon poetry .
On the countryside , I have lost my pains to the trees .
Yet , if I do not emerge my leafs
As an orchid of your story u have truly touched my soul .
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