Musing 118 Poem by shuvo chakraborty
Musing 118
Show me the claret of peace
Which might be emptied with zeal.
If the earth is broken to pieces
Will the visage of nectar be opened
Healing the gushes of aloofness
Being denied of rightful company?
Those gone for dancing with hands soothing
May return back the flowers murmuring
For more of nights sizzling parceling
The lips more bunches from paradise.
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