I.H.Rizvi Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

I.H.Rizvi



A romantic
Rizvi played with romanticism,
The whiffs and wisps of it,
Gliding into the valleys
As the clouds over,
Marking the moonshine,
The hills shining blue
In the sunlight,
The flowers blooming
And the scent spread around
With an aroma and flavour,
The redolence coming through
The scent.

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