Dear Anamika,
C/o-Infinity
With hope
With hope
That you'd come
I think off
Still not penned
Colors are there
The brush also
The wide canvas of the Sky is there
Yet I never draw the Rainbow
As I'm waiting
If you do come.
Do you know-
The North-wester is
Also restless now-a-days
Probably for You
He's also disappeared !
Your desire
Is so rigid !
Anamika -
You must come ......
All yours,
Indefinite
-29.04.2014
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