When touches my heart
Sweet breeze blown by your flute
waives transform into the storms
Ocean of my heart
Goes vibrant along the tunes
Squalls of reverie do form
Upsurge hurricanes
shove me into further depth
and drown in the ecstasy
Me, solitary
Endure inside the ocean
Leave everything else at shore
Yours Radha
(C) S. D. Tiwari
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