There was poet
And a girl, she promised to live with him
In that valley poems flowered
She danced in that flowers ,and in his dream
One day she left him
Marriage celebrated in the valley
Valley colored in to red.....
He was not ready to be defeated
He stands like an undefeated king
On a piece of rope ,forever....
Nov 09
Sunday, January 3, 2010
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