First Love Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
First Love
Night flowers shed their sweet essences
Trees in the wind perform mystical dances
Hiding in clouds the moon takes furtive glances
With shrill hoots ill-tempered owls play petty nuances
She dreams of her first love, exchange of roses over the fences
Night flowers shed their sweet essences Trees in the wind perform mystical dances......so touching and amusing expression. A beautiful poem on love is amazingly shared.10
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5/5/2024 5:09:37 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A good five-liner with the same rhyme indicating the consistent nature of the first love.