Onlooker Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Onlooker



My life goes on
When I meet you at
The time of sublime dawn

When you come
To pick flowers from
Garden near your home

I feel glad to
Watch you collect
Flowers and blushed red

You tread upon
Bed of Soaked grass till
A soft ray grazes the lawn

You walk away
Giving a turn to see if
I wait for you to start my day

Thursday, October 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love,morning
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Annette Aitken 03 November 2016

What lovelt sentiment in this one...nicely done... Annette

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Anil Kumar Panda 04 November 2016

Life goes on despite all love and pain. Thanks.

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