drifters at night come
and go, a look, a ride.
lanterns swing in a row
wind struck my node,
lights off the code.
deep dark blue
canvas painting you
shooting stars speak
war and warriors creep
the sword cuts so steep
the sword cuts so deep
breaking the silence
love, a leap.
true or false,
silly or lily,
trumpets noise,
thorned red rose,
dipped in melancholy.
void.
dreaming is a glue
you are stuck all through
stretching arms foil,
centric lovely hue.
hopes cascade to brook
love bubbles enamor the look
rantings slow down in pain
the war is over again.
waiting sun to rise
wanting love to be wise.
Sancheeta Biswas
1 comment:
Vry nice and immpressive words to discribing different locales and moods of night.i will appriciate Sncheeta for creating the kolas of words,emotions and nature.....
Hemant
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