sarojini pattayat

(01.01.1963 / Odisha, India)

Angel And The Life


I am walking under the shadow of dozing tree,
moon beam touching my face
I remember you
at my each foot step.
You had said 'Oh, Angel', let's share the life,
made promises to bring fragrance from the jungle,
wanted to create seven coloured dream
in my world.
I laughed without trusting you
and wanted you not to promise much,
Then, so many civilization emerged
and mingled in the soil
you are silent
like eternal sky.

Submitted: Monday, December 10, 2012
Edited: Monday, December 10, 2012
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  • Kee Thampi (12/21/2012 8:50:00 PM)

    wanted to create seven coloured dream
    in my world.
    I laughed without trusting you

    the great love to live with a dream (Report) Reply

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