Sound Of Love Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Sound Of Love



I can smell the air,
It’s cloyed with fragrance
Of love
A carpet of rose under,
Upon the poor heart, blessing
Falls from above

I can feel the touch
It’s overflowing with care
And faith
Mind floats in heaven
Forgetting in its playfulness
Knock of death

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Pradip Chattopadhyay 15 January 2014

the last two lines keep on lingering long after they're read!

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Jayachandran Chakrapany 13 January 2014

nice composition on deep romance

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Valsa George 12 January 2014

When the air is fragrant with the scent of love, we forget everything, even the knock of Death and will be unwilling to open the door for that unexpected, abhorred visitor! ! Small and lovely! !

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