Alabai Poem

Tuesday, April 16, 2019

Old City






   Though  the  morning
being  new  blessings.


Yet  for  me
  is  that  will
bring   the 
  smell  of  the 
old  city.
Posted by Arun Pradhan at 6:01 AM
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      • Old City
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