A Young Nun Saw I Going Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

A Young Nun Saw I Going



With so much so of love,
Affection and sympathy,
So much so bonding and fascination

A young nun, young and lovely maiden
In the whites
Coming,
Coming and passing through.

I do not know it,
But I saw here,
Why did I see her
With so much so affection and love?

Is this called love?
Unexpressed love.

Thursday, June 27, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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