Longings Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore
Longings
One fine morn I met a friend.
She was an Angel
With fluttering wings.
I loved her wings
Her face, her lips
Her eyes, her smile,
Her looks of Innocence.
I can swear
I loved her
more than the Pelican
loved its little ones.
One fine night
She stepped into my bed
Without the wings
Without a cloth.
I wept and wept
She knew not
I longed for
A love beyond the body.
Awwwwwww.... Very touching Dr. Theo. Gr8 work as usual! ! :)
Theo, u r blessed sensitivity and divinty, so see the beuty in evry thing
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4/18/2024 5:08:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Love on Earth still lagging behind under beds.............