Treasure Island

R.K Das

(22, january / INDIA)

A SILLY LOVE POEM


Come hither,
Come hither my love
When the infant sun shines
And promises a sunny weather.
Come hither. Come hither...

Come hither,
Come hither my love
When the moon beams
In the company of multitude
And she promises a beam-soaked weather.
Come hither. Come hither...

Come hither,
Come hither my love
When the spring sets in
With a fragrant fanfare
And sensuous is the weather,
Come hither. Come hither...

Come hither,
Come hither my love
When the clouds run errands
For their master and
When lightening is the harbinger
And lively is the weather,
Come hither. Come hither...

Come hither,
Come hither my love
When autumn makes me lonely
In the soul of my creative pang
Be my soul-mate all-weather,
And come hither. Come hither...

Submitted: Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, May 29, 2012

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