Mamta Agarwal - ! ! ! ! ! At Times you wish you were not Right...! ! ! !

Mamta Agarwal - ! ! ! ! ! At Times you wish you were not Right...! ! ! !

On that day when you gallantly got up, br And started engraving with knife our names, br On the trunk of the shady silver oak tree, br With boyish charm, as if playing a game… br br I urged, it’s cruel, don’t… it too hurts. br You nonchalantly said, “Don’t be silly”. br I looked away, disconcerted, as you added br Trees are not people, they have no feelings. br br we met one year back, let's enjoy our anniversary, br Indulgently smiling, you said, “Let’s go and visit br That grove in the hills where you got angry br And just reminisce and for a while sit br br Under the tree which bears testimony br To my love for you…” I kept quiet br But gave in to your relentless plea.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-08

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