The otherwise dull and gloomy sky
Looks like a sea of blue

The otherwise lonely twinkle stars
Looks like studded precious stones

The depressing sound of the traffic
Flows like music into my ears


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You and only you posses this
Power of changing disgust into delight


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Golden moments slip by
I cannot hold them back
Don’t ask me what and why?
Expression is what I lack
All that I can write to you
Is that I have a treasure
The meetings with you - though few
They were such a pleasure


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As I think of you, my friend
My pen moves uninterruptedly
But there has to be a stop,
And I stop here.