A Night Full Of Kaminis Letting Me Not Go Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

A Night Full Of Kaminis Letting Me Not Go



Kaminis
Blooming,
Blooming and scattering
Sometime after
Letting me not go,
Kaminis,
White, icy cool kaminis
So sweetly scented
Just like a coy mistress.

Is this called love?
My love is calling,
Letting me not go.

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