Give me your smile
like dew drops of rose―
the tears like pearls.
The flight of swans―
writing a secret message
for the forlorn earth.
Celebrating the return
of the lost river―
after the torrential rains.
A boat sails
in bright moonlit
dark waters of the moat.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: April 21st, 2019 19:57
- Category: Nature
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