I saw the moon through my window
thinking of study to be fled away.
A silvery plate tempting me firmly,
closed my book and ran out the balcony.
The city equipped with the flood of light,
The nature making the alluring, the night
my friends came and made a plan
Hide and seek, We loved more than.
A sweet Tagore Song pervading into ears,
but, I allowed and allowed, always heard
old woman’s voice never sweet before
today I was tempted firmly, therefore.
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