First Place where I meet my beloved
Of the heart-touching beauty
I detect a sound sound
Which let all hatred to wither,
And brim in whole sorrounding so profound.
Shall it started elaborating,
I was being mesmerized,
And it felt all angels of heaven,
Gather and dance and being serenaded.
So far, Till my heart and eyes,
Could succeeded in gobbling that adoration,
I was standing quite like statue,
And when I come in sensation,
I found that it was that rendezvous,
Where I first met my Sweet-heart.
poem by Indrajeet Mishra
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