yester era of Meena Kumari-the tragedy queen of bollywoodlilies have grown to the eyes of the masses
and you stand somewhere at the horizon
some call psychic
and heart forgets its breaths
so goes the love lane
of your innovative nerves
and the gems of glamour
free is thy spirit
so is the winds
see what lies ahead
jealous serves to relate
the unknown gems
with chisel finished days
ahead
so is your heart
i explain
to the environs
a little
bit by bit
that
you are different
to the winds
arounds
source inspire: mallika sherawat
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