Good Luck Seema
The boy you met,with sparkling eyes
didn't open his mouth but smiled!
But volumes of spoken words arise
From his silent smile hope filled
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what 's the use of voice,when,moun
conveys stories of romance in a minute
In to his eyes you see a fine garden
Of love,spirit and every thing cute
3
when two pairs of eyes meet,there
Takes place an internal conflagration
which doesn't burn but do assure
Comfort,and unalloyed fascination
