Patna writer's wing

                       =.   . The EYE! .   = Again her eyes blinked For the persona of literature And again my perspective eyes disclosed To know and write about her nature... A cold breath and a cold fish A comfort in loneliness As I like as I wish Hits the pain,whenever it rains.. Again her eye's,which blinks! When I draws the curtain.. Let me survive Continuously am watching her eye's Before she know's,Before she devise And in the bitterness While listening old 90's lyrics I know ,let me deprive By--RAUNAK MISHRA

  It's raining heavily outside my window A false believe and A false thought, The whole night beneath my pillow And Am in a deep thought Ongoing in me beneath, the pillow Admiring and praising her conscience Her smile,Her choice let me know! And that heavy drops of rain bounds me to go into huddle What will happen,ohh god You must Forbid my old dust A day of Red Rose or a Red latter,'O' God! Dust or snow or either my heart is desert... By=RAUNAK MISHRA FOR Ayushi chauhan...