Get-Together Poem by I.P. GOPIKRISHNAN PISHARODY

Get-Together



Last night, in my dream,
you came as an Angel;
happy in the way, a Nightingale in spring
the wake of dark skies,
gave her way of song.

What can I say?
That time, wears away from life
Is rain, too cold as me?
Why you wake me, on the way?
Blurring this wind, far from you
And swung on me

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