Dusmanta Choudhury
Music Of All Hearts
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Calls she with a tone sweet as love
Harks none from earth to sky above
So pious so divine fragrance it has
Overwhelms she all world with jazz
Unfolds she all that never has man
Speaks of an age that yet to so born
Sees she on earth all hidden wants
To all souls that ever & ever haunts
So much supernal in all her thought
Has no book a mark what all wrote
Heart within,mind springs from core
In her breathe, firmament is not afar
All that are first born, ever to adorn
Here her heart's shadow falls upon
So cool is her shade in so fervid day
As vernal heath in summer does lay
Here is so soft and there is so hard
Lyrics are so heard like a pious bard
Music of all hearts & music of minds
So mystery is her life,key none finds
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