Sun-soaked ride of twilight train,
where I see just you and me,
And the light and shades, they play
hide and seek on dimpled cheeks
Shining still with moonlit smiles
Bubbling through her spring-red lips.
Drenched in drowning urban rain
This the muse of lonesome heart,
As through winding wetgreen lanes
Weave I secret questing steps.
9 comments:
A changed tune,a musing heart,a still song,a silent chorus.Good to see it.
Is it your birthday today? Happy Birthday then and wish you joys!
Thank you very much :)
Great as ever!
Loved the "weave I secret questing steps" part :)
P.S- Birthday reminders r seen on blogs too!! great :)
I thought all they flash is tiger or rabbit or rooster :P
Thanx :)
I still don't have any idea!
Im not perennially unavailable anymore. I have my new blog :)
what happens if someone drops the comma and they in the third line? does it sound bad?
To me, the suggested modification would break the metrical pattern and the consequent rhythm-scheme.
Hi.June just slipped away without a word from you.How are you?Its raining in Kolkata I heard,you must be gloomy,are you?Hope not.Monsoon is beautiful,isnt it?
Its raining as I type.but I have been less gloomy and more busy for the last fortnight or so.and this month has seen a couple of bengali poems.hence the long gap.but the month isnt over.lets see if something comes up.usually its a matter of minutes.so u never know...
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