ARPITA BHAGAT


A Vagabond's Diary

"Pass, dear one, since thy pain is thy sole joy
Restless as thou are, searching for eerie unknown
Mahogany awakes thee whilst cypress blesses thine serene cot
Stretching days amidst lanes of pines
Whilst the penchant birch and oak fill mercurial senses
Though the ever-melting flaming desire ensue life

Ethereal hues of blue instill it dutifully
Since thou can but only relish the magnificence

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