A Temple On A Hill-top
A Temple On A Hill-top
Smiled into my eyes,
And a lone tear,
Played with her silence
Uttering my name!
That rare golden hour,
We wove together,
Moment by moment
Stands in our life
Like a temple
On a hill-top,
Tolling a distant bell,
Every time my eyes
Echo that sweet little pain,
And her lone tear
Utters my name!
….Vishwas
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