Unseen Angel
Never saw her! No way can I make out
Her face; her smile; her talk
Her walk and countenance
Her mien yet like a pleasant jolt
Brought back my youthful grin
Forgot I; ages back in time spin
I'm set to dig out
My lost reminiscences
To write my best ever romantics
It is now my turn; I start
To ignite one more inert heart!
poem by Sathya Narayana
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