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Thursday, 27 June 2013
My Window Pane
My
window pane deceives me
The droplets that trickle down
Its slippery countenance
Are not tears
Nice Lines....Rains are God blessing...
ReplyDeleteYes, true!
Delete:) blissful lines .. ma'm !!
ReplyDeleteThanks...sir!
DeleteWow ... now this is what you call beauty woven in words :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks! Your comment means a lot to me
DeleteWow!!!
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Thanks Deb
DeleteRain is God's blessing indeed... but it turns in to a curse if we take the nature for granted.
ReplyDeleteWell said!
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