Newfound Joy Poem by Nirmal Kumar Mishra

Newfound Joy



Perched on the lips of joy
She descends early morning
Spreading fragrance of love
Across wooden floor
Foists up pillars of hope
Buoyant is pulpy cadence
Wiping out stigma of stagnation
Wagging dance of bees
In vibratory swing of birds

Sunday, October 14, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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