Philosophy of LoveA Poem by Satish VermaPhilosophy of Love
Looks like ordinary
eyes. You break me again when blue lake dries up. * A flyover runs fast to catch the man in haste, going for a pilgrimage. * Account must be cleared before you sell future into the penniless fakir. © 2023 Satish Verma |
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Added on February 22, 2023 Last Updated on February 22, 2023 |

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