Blissful Poem by DASHARATH NAIK
Blissful
My heart keeps beating faster
With rain nonstop pattering
Dancing starts my courtyard
With silvery anklets tinkling ;
Dances and sings she in spree
ln frenzy to mesmerise many;
Somewhere in the darkest corner
A poor soul tries his destiny.
Let go wealth, fame and name;
Shortlived all can't sustain one;
In sweet thoughts and reveries
Bliss to enjoy exists someone.
©® Dasharath Naik
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