Gajanan Mishra

Gold Star - 301,617 Points (3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

Dying Night - Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Night is dying,
Not the moon.
It is all your
Shadow-play
That I know.
Air is there,
Grace is there,
Beauty is there,
It is all yours.
But my memory fails
With your thunder-music
That I know.

I am, see with my poem,
With your nectar-flame.

Topic(s) of this poem: life


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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 20, 2015



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