Okram Shakuntala
Oh Her Brow
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Upon thy brow a rose does blow
Sprouting the leaves with heads low
All the earthly sweet as love can
In my each vein its flowers run
Mighty is love that knows no defeat
If not in life after death can so meet
Days do run but look not to back
Ripening hour may so swiftly hack
Life after life her muse can play
Where my heart & soul so far lay
Beneath the surface lies a truth
How can heart be departing south
All the roses can never be faded
Still one rises to raise its head
All the days can never run in vain
And my love can never be insane
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