my new loveA Poem by sakshi arorai think this is bad so be honest i can take all types of commets
down in the village
in the midst of raw nude nature i found the fresh breeze as a beautiful crease of joy the grand trees saved me from the evil eye of harsh sun's anger and the small weeds pillowed my stressed head with the filial love i became besotted with the sweet smell of wet mud and just wanted to caress it like a little bud as i go back to the city i had to bid a farewell for such hospitality i promised, they will never be harmed and i will be always alarmed to save my nature no matter how many fights i have to indulge in i would not let my mother weed cry and let my mud to tie the knot with any other brutal guy i will protect the trees as my brother and will let breeze flow without any eve teasing of lusty pollution © 2015 sakshi aroraAuthor's Note
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Added on June 24, 2013Last Updated on June 22, 2015 Authorsakshi aroranew delhi, new delhi, IndiaAbouti am an optimistic girl who loves her hobbies. i respect knowledge.i will appreciate honest comments.please don't send me read requests of stories and books as they don't interest me much more..Writing
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