Plastic Rose Day
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In the core of my beating heart,
There lives a person who sings a lot
That smart-pulsating heart
Acts like it is squeezing blood
Makes the rhythmic soundwhich says, “love-love”
Roja—the person I love most,
Tickles me from bottom of my heart,
Stimulates brain to drawbeautiful sketches of her
And the curtain falls; the real world becomes blur
Metaphorically, I am here, no more.
- by RAKHI BIND
- by Republica
- by Bishakha Koirala
- by Divya Adhikari
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