NITIN RAMNATH


Glimpse

Peeping through the door I caught
Ravishing glimpse of men round a fire
Under the cover of the winter night I sought
Desperately the company of a youth I admire
Earnestly I wish he sits near me, my hands he hold
Narrate his joys and woes amid, the noices here
Caress my dreams, touch my lips in this cold
Embrace me happily till our hearts come near.

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