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Her Eyes

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"Her Eyes"- C. Acharya Fingers on her lips. Please don't talk a word, I want to get lost in your eyes, And feel, what you feel, Reddish, drown in rose, A staring game where We both eager to lose Deep in the blue ocean of desires. A beautiful stain, a tear, and a smile, Like a baby with its bear, Or an adult with soda and its beer. Can't I describe how beautiful Is your eye, your eyes.

I Remember (The revisit of my original poem)

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"I Remember"- C. Acharya I remember her, And her ignorance. Greetings of Pariahs, And their perishment. Bird watching in garden, And forever waiting. Deepness of friendship, And pain of losing. I remember only deepness, And the opposite.