Thank you, Bijay babu for quoting one of the most beautiful poems ever written in world literature. I feel so very grateful to you.
kumarendramallick 18-Jul-2016 01:04 AM
She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove: A maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love.
A violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the eye!- Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me! ----Lost Love by William Wordsworth
Sometimes from the crack the frog or the snake or the lizard too keeps ogling. But here wild blooms growing over.
