Archives / November 2018

     Anamika. U.S
Desire

     

 

     Anamika. U.S

May the sky grace to see - 

Snowy flakes of my desire,

In the very dark it retire.

May it host around in me,

Mercy showered as rain

Touched leaves in plain.

Oh ! I saw a shaggy bee.

Sucking sweet from flowers in tree,

Glaciers forming hail stone,

Glowed here from night to morn

I wondered again to see,

From torn minds to strong sites.

Jerking he dashed a part away, 

Moved here to there a day.

 

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