Heatwave Poem by Aparna Chatterjee

Heatwave



In this
Heatwave,
When my
Bed becomes
A furnace,
Sleep evades
Me....

But to
While away
My time,
I dare not
Dream about my
Beloved, lest the
Night invades me


: -)

Friday, August 7, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: summer
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aparna Chatterjee 11 August 2020

Dear Asim, I'm glad you liked the composition.

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M Asim Nehal 08 August 2020

A descriptive write about summer heat. Nicely conceived and written,10+++ (Though u disabled the ratings)

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