Dress- What Is In It
What is in dress I do not know
And I failed to recognize after
The dress changed and it does not
Matter whether it is made of cotton
silken fabrics gold or iron flowers
Or stones sandal paste or tulsi leaves
And it is my duty to offer myself to you
And established a link with you
And I know You will not give me up
I belong to you and everything I do
Is only for you and your dresses
Are not there to disturbed me anyhow.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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