Hacked My...Why?
Why, did you hack my
account of mail?
Where heart can whisper,
to tell heart's tale!
No, not that you think
of, suppose my brother,
chats there, of his grief or,
an intimate talk with father.
What's the use of doing
such unfair, useless thing?
Does it give you fame,
pound, dollar or sterling?
Thus, you can't block
my fairy-land's door.
I'll open it up every time,
and step into the world of lore.
poem by Nilakshi Das
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