Future (Acrostic) Poem by Prafulla Kumar Panda
Future (Acrostic)
Fresh's my love, always as fresh as the morning flower
Unceasing is its aroma unlike the day's fleeting hour
Till eternity it'll last unleashing its tempting power
Under this starry sky's ever protecting bower; while
Raising your emotion with its balmy shower; and
Embracing you into the future, in moments sweet or sour.
© P. K. Panda, India.
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