ektuku choa lagay - A Soft Touch
- Pratik Ghosh
- Jan 24, 2016
- 1 min read
A soft touch, a few words
Suffice to design my heart’s desire
A dash of pålash, a concoction of chNapa
Suffice to weave the colourful web of romance
Now and then the little that comes my way
Makes a dreamy pattern on the mosaic of my mind.
Little that go away, leave behind melodious traces
Making my day with the swish of an ankle bell.
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