A Token Of Love Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Gajanan Mishra

Gajanan Mishra

Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
Gajanan Mishra
Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India

A Token Of Love



Guitar, see there,
Mine and I have
Given to you
A token of love.
But dear, alas,
It all turned
Into a subject
Of hatred
By you.

I know you,
And your guise
Through the guitar.
I know you
Black fire.
Guilty, you are
To say, not daring.
But in our own gulf
I tear your snare.

Wednesday, September 26, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Gajanan Mishra

Gajanan Mishra

Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
Gajanan Mishra
Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
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