Colours Of Love - Iv Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
Colours Of Love - Iv
Madness mixed with mindlessness,
Fascination far in excess,
The flesh when burns in a flash
Until what remains is ash.
Burning no brighter, but still red,
And often comes one-sided,
By the name Mania it goes,
For, little wisdom it knows.
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Musings | 28.02.2019 |
Friday, September 13, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: crazy,love,lust
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5/14/2024 7:19:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
For, little wisdom it knows.......wisely written. anjandev roy.