Sumit Datta

Bringing star light and mingling with me

Her mystic soul, in rainy day or silent night.

Tiptoeing inside 

She puts her flowers and buds

In my empty vase;

I know yet I know not.

A chilling thrill or eldritch warmth 

Flows through my spines.

I feel the veiled game of love 

Corporeal yet unearthly. 

  • Author: Sumit Datta (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 26th, 2023 23:34
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 18

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