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Here’s a poem that weaves together the themes of love (Prem), anticipation (Pratiksha), and outcome (Parinaam)
In the garden of life, where emotions bloom,
Prem whispers softly, dispelling the gloom.
A tender sapling in the monsoon's embrace,
Yearning for sunlight, it seeks her face.
Pratiksha stands still, a statue of grace,
Her eyes on the horizon, a longing trace.
Time weaves slowly, a tapestry so...
Prem whispers softly, dispelling the gloom.
A tender sapling in the monsoon's embrace,
Yearning for sunlight, it seeks her face.
Pratiksha stands still, a statue of grace,
Her eyes on the horizon, a longing trace.
Time weaves slowly, a tapestry so...
