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How long the lies
I decipher Deep rooted within the hearts And causing troubles To my beloved only one Going to grown and establish As generations die and generations born? Weak and tired feet inept of supporting my age How long and how I am going to Repenting my lies I said through âBengal Nightsâ? Each word from âNa hanyateâ driving me Towards the security of these Dark corners of Chicago library She will knock the door The owner of beautiful eyes And brown hands The owner of my sleepless nights And the core of my entire fame Queen of my immature day dreams And my screaming frustration Oh closer her gentle foot steps Spreading is her sandal perfume I wish I am blind behind these reading glasses I wish I can face her eyes I wish I can melt into this breathing air I wish I donât exist till she leaves MaitreyiâŚ
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