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                                VANISHED   LOVE  

                It sprouted in mist of evening

 

                    Made them to fly with golden wings

 

                                  Grown with the rain of gems

 

                                     Spill in the smiling dreams 

 

 

                                    My first cry & last laugh !! 

 

                    Gone away with the cheering clouds

 

                                 Blown  by the southerly wind

 

                                    But his ogle  never crashed

 

                                   In my heart he never trashed

 

                                        Then came my omen

                                     Its my vanished love” !

 

                                &nbsnbsp; Ode to you my lost spring

 

                     I said …………                                

                                                  Hima c menon

                                                        

 

                                                          XII C