THE SCROLLED PAPER
To-day I met my charmer
On phone
The scrolled paper began
To flutter in the air
The devil, the devil
Caught her napped
The marks stretched
Across the wall
The passers- by turned pale
Lo’ a voice rent the air;
Hail: O hail.’
(karnailsingh Heranwale)
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