By: Debasis Tripathy

Temple queue

A clear moonshine,
A little sweat on the forehead,
Standing in a temple queue,
And a little prayer come true.
These simple things have made the evening sweet.

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A call

In this world fast paced,
My steps are slow and small
On a shy path which leads to you.
Whenever you need me, just give a call.

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Believe in you

Sometimes hidden, hiding sometimes,
Sometimes searching, sought at times.
Thousand pains, somehow I get relief.
Treading along, always in you I’ve belief.
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