3. THE DROP- -DR.KGB
Can’t sip the sweet,
The tongue;
Dribbling,
From the heart!
I would taste,
The tune of the warmth,
The fragrance;
The humming note,
Of the rose petals;
In the Interior!
The hymns of the dove,
The aroma of the breeze,
All streaming to the ocean!
I should wake up
Always as me;
You should fill the nil;
We both taking a dip,
In the sea,
You will fill the nil,
The drop!
Let cent eyes be opened,
Let million rays be flashed!
My mind reminiscing
A quantum of nectar,
In the silent Past,
In the forgotten note!
17-4-12
(Nascent Poetry)
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