Category: Poem
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O LADY!
Rakhi: The bond of love
बिरह और यादें
Beauty of Trees
Beginning
Fly High
Oh Almighty, let me spread my wings, so wide that they glide through the locks of air to soar me high on my path ahead.








Oh Almighty, let me spread my wings, so wide that they glide through the locks of air to soar me high on my path ahead.

