I consume my all alcoholic rhymes
when I see your reflection in moonlit night
The minerva exists in splendid paradise
but i long to march for heavenly truth
the ascent of singing soul never ceases
but misery of life always preaches
unto that reflection of your persistent
I dive my dreams for beckoning thoughts
when I stand upon your pageantry
facing towards north wind then i sparse
my emotions with redolent feelings
I stare at your wide range
yearning to outcast my depressed thoughts
then my dreaded nightmare becomes mute.
the ascent of singing soul never ceases but misery of life always preaches...........Really it is. Very aptly and nicely you have composed the poemHowrah Bridge Fantastic write. Thanks- - - 10
Poet, you have a given an insight into the source of your wonderful rhymes. Howrah bridge and its reflection in the moonlight must be a sight that is magnificent. Beautiful poem. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nostalgic and endearing one with emotions being love filled. Thanks for sharing the feeling.