Safdarjung Tomb, Delhi, India
The Girl at the Window
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I see her everyday
At the window of her house
Her face lurking in the shadows
Finding cover in the veil of secrecy
Obscurity in a shroud of seclusion
But her beauty is not hidden from me
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She’s a princess
From a faraway exotic land
I know not her name
Yet she has become a part of my life
My daily scenery
And I miss her now that she is gone
Awwwww this is actually sweet
and sometimes trye ppl love something abnd then its too late as they realise the person is gone..
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Awwwww this is actually sweet
and sometimes trye ppl love something abnd then its too late as they realise the person is gone..
xxxx
lovely
ishhhh so sweet simi bahut bahut pyara 🙂
u know yeh khidki wali love story bahut interesting hoti hain
mere samne wali khidki me ek chand sa tukda rehta hain :)))
That’s nice Simi..
Just yesterday I was thinking Simi kahan gayab ho gayi n today I posted.. 🙂
Very nice..:) But who are you talking abt di???