Home Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE
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A hall of four white walls under a roof
Window with a door touches afar sky
Full with books lick all the laden wits soup
Breeze comes from the legend tree of fair high
Fairy runs after fallow-deer on scene
Cupid exhorts the pen of love to dream
Flood of feelings rowing the boat of kin
The book of poems dances in full brim
Hot summer sum wakes me up in morning
And bright moon allows not to sleep deeply
No rhythm in my dreamy life to sing
The song of ever true friendship solely
Hither to thither I go find mirror
Where nothing exists only the self shore
30.06.2020 Chattogram
A nice flow of words in a good sonnet form.... a tinge of self pity and sadness at the ending lines....well crafted work- 10++
Hot summer sum wakes me up in morning And bright moon allows not to sleep deeply No rhythm in my dreamy life to sing The song of ever true friendship solely but u must also try
Home! ! Descriptive! Hot summer sum! ! ! With the romance of your mind. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Love the way you explore your surroundings with your words. One more gem from your pen. Compliments.
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5/23/2024 12:49:12 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A well penned fabulous poem. Simply splendid......10+++