My fair maiden don’t ask, Don’t ask me about my art. You know better what I suffer from, It’s your gift, your grace, Take it away anytime you want, The words flow when you dance inside my heart. Just like the ink and paper, I am just a medium of expression of your beauty…

-Piyush Rohankar

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