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World Turns Illusive





Lying under the Banyan by the river;

Flushes my body with breeze,

Half closed my eyes look ever,

To feel the heaven from the trees

Chirping penetrates through the ears

And reaches to caress my heart,

Far-gone my thought peers;

Waiting for an emerging trance to start

Envisaging her charming company

Adjoins the mesmerizing thrill,

Insensibility transforms in agony

When senses disembark in shrill

And I wish, I had longer trance with me

And I wish, she were ever with me

©- Janak K. Katuwal

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