Don’t be angry on my missteps
I do, while I dance with you
As my anklets wish to jiggle
So softly to hear your heart
Don’t blame me on my hoarse voice
While I chorus with you dear
As my larynx wish to sing
So softly to merge your soul
Don’t stare for my dowdy look
Although wearing florid stones
They say they can’t outwit those
Shining glare, your lovely smile
Don’t leave me for dispirited deeds
Insensible, cold and pale even
As I can’t express my dear self
Although, a tide does twirl inside
Sandhya
12.11.2009
Sandhya S.N
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