Polishing Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Polishing

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I can see light at the end of the tunnel
When you gifted with a new soul
And draped with shroud of love come
To burn in the flame of raw passion

Like a river swollen with rain of pride
I am ready to engulf the heat in a trance
Come, my darling, let us play hide and
Seek in penultimate game of vanishing
Into each other like wind and cloud

Tuesday, August 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love,passion
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tirupathi Chandrupatla 03 August 2017

Vanishing game of wind and cloud. Beautifully penned.

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Anil Kumar Panda 03 August 2017

My humble thanks and gratitude Sir.

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