Humble Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Humble



The morning breaks at my doorstep
I wake up with a mild headache
The glow dazzles my eyes
As soft light comes in through a crack

A crack in the window that let
In whisper of morning wind too
That tickles my brain with its touch
As if I play with a few drops of dew

A few drops of dew spread over
Carpet of grass in the garden
Fragrance of moist earth takes away
The headache and I feel sober and plain

@ Tiku

Monday, October 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sanjukta Nag 06 October 2015

Nature is the best medicine, you have proven it. The beauty of the morning expressed so artistically by the crack of the window and the dew drops! loved it.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 05 October 2015

Wonderful imagery. Thrilling expression on morning that touches the heart. Thanks for sharing.....10

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Kelly Kurt 05 October 2015

A wonderful poem, Tiku. The beauty of a fresh morning giving comfort

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