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