Aravind Bagalkot Poems

Ushered all her love on him
Poor Shiva....back from a far-off tour
Gauri leads him for a perfect shower
Eyes on his feet...simply trying to gauge..where all he went
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Mine it was, the poem from the distant past came inside from the doors open...
Shining bright in the darker dawn, I could see two lights not just one...

Concern flew at each of its word, but could see the poem baring it all...
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