Under The Gulmohars, I Keep Dreaming Of My Love Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
Under The Gulmohars, I Keep Dreaming Of My Love
Under the gulmohars hanging by
the branches,
dream I
of my love
at noonday
when the scorching sun
ruffles it all
I dream of
the sweet coming of my love
when the gulmohars hang by
red-red and vermillioned,
florid and clustered,
fiery red and flaming
at noonday
Monday, May 5, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Art
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4/25/2024 4:10:44 PM # 1.0.0.1119
good piece. very well expressed and written