MY NAME


 MY NAME

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In fluttering of 

Those lips

 A few alphabets 

That created  my name


With paint-brush of  vacuum

On canvas of azure

Innumerable rainbows 

Twinkled


God knows 

What was the secret 

In quivering of those lips.....

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