Sunday, October 25, 2020
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I was expecting you since noon
Yet apprehending will you?
They say, birth death and rain
Nobody can predict.
But I hoped and hoped,
The sky got darker
The green trees swayed
Cool breeze got inside the house
But where are you?
You are the Queen
The earth expects
Without drums and lights
How can you come?
Came the thunderous sounds
And the dazzling light
There came the Queen 
Pouring with her aromatic smell.
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Charulata Panigrahi
Charulata Panigrahi is a homemaker. In her free time, she likes reading the works of Indian authors. She is also fond of gardening.
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