Hrisit Chowdhury

July 21, 2001- Durgapur, West Bengal, India
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It's been a long time since I heard your voice,
Meanwhile I was totally disturbed by everyday noise,
Your voice rang in my ears like some sweet instrument play,
I melt as soon as I heard, just like water to clay,
Your voice echoed in my mind like am in the mountains,
Happiness sprayed out of my heart, just like water from fountains.
Praising you is just few words lined but still sweetness of your voice can't be defined.
Voice like yours, one never did I find,
Girl you are one of your kind.
The moment your voice I found, I felt myself crowned.
My ears wait for your voice, girl if you may
Believe me your voice makes my day in every possible way.
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