“Ha! spring arrived on her sweet scented palanquin,carried by the spirited Zephyrus and his coir with their murmuring music undulated in its own softness and fondled the leaves to astir.”
Nithin Purple“The early dew-falls that did a pristine coating,over the woods with its finest transparency,glazed as like its wet white-glassy earrings that hung on the ears of wild flowers—unlatched my fancy.”
Nithin Purple, Venus and Crepuscule: Beauty and Violence on Me Thrown“The day arrived,when myriad teary rivers flow and the muted wind faintly died in his tears—an altar for the beloved one's departure,for sister-hood is no more,for her to adore!while pangs the beating world in a lamenting voice;their remembering loss of the 'one' they embrace most and when the crepuscule came like a phantom,the mournful,gathered birds swiftly flew in gloom.”
Nithin Purple, Venus and Crepuscule: Beauty and Violence on Me Thrown“Ha! spring arrived on her sweet scented palanquin,carried by the spirited Zephyrus and his coir with their murmuring music undulated in its own softness and fondled the leaves to astir.”
Nithin Purple, Venus and Crepuscule: Beauty and Violence on Me Thrown“O' melancholy,hectic chill for human soul,herewith dismal presence,any spirit does descent.”
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