They all landed on my window sill
With peel of laughter in dark silence .
I woke up to ask them why so
In my drowsy innocence.
They all looked at me
And looked to themselves.
I touched those shiny objects
And found them utter hillarious.
Asked them their names
And they told me ..........
We all Individually Yours.
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Hrushikesha Mohanty
26th Feb. '2013.
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