That would never cure them.
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You still make me chilly
Treat thy land so lovely!
At last the moment
of her life came.He enteredwith a gush ofmild morning breeze.He made her robes flyand the skin underneathshiver with a waveshiver with a pleasurein the sweet dream ofsharing that moment,the moment of ecstasywith her loverthen and there-on the same roadhand in hand,shoulder by shoulder,on the same bed-arm in arm,palm in palm,lips on lips,and heart beatsresonating tothe…
You are
Of the book of agapeFull of pages of eros,Laden withLines of romances,Commas of pathos, andFull stops of separation.
ଯେଉଁ ଦୁନିଆ ର
ଗନ୍ଧ ଭିଜା ଧୂଳି ଧୂଳି,ମଶାଣୀ ଶେଯ କୁଶେଷ ଯାତ୍ରା ବେଳେଶୋଇବି ମଥା ରେ ବୋଳି ।।
On this holy hued day,
Colours yet to fade off.
War is an instinct
Victimizing innocence and tenderness.