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[aid] => mick
[title] => To hear her singing
[time] => 2005-11-26 11:24:46
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[bodytext] => Along the borders of the lane, there lies the garden Here, I hear to the song of my angel-maiden When she casts her eye-sight from a distance To drink the sweat, from her brows I have no chance This chance, if it happens to become a reality Even the deserts will blossom with flowers in plenty For every gentle movement of her dark eye-lids I feel the breeze from thick tropical rain forests Times when sweet fragrance from Parijatha flower blows Even the bees knock the flower before it grows In the garden, that lies along the borders of the lane Where my angel sings spreading her mane In the wet sand of the beach, she lays her feet When the waves take the foot-prints, I sleet To ask “Even if the seas do not have the moist” And is there is no one to ask for the justice? All my thirst gathered so far will be quenched today When the speaking parrot, fairy jasmine will stay With me in the garden, on the borders of the lane And sing those songs, spreading her mane. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 186 [topic] => 2 [informant] => girish [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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