Little little peals of pink
peel of my petty wander to savour sunshine de novo!
Of teeming pink,
i deem par greens under blues, the alter ego in spirits being in altar!
In wink, pink i see
rush airs with thrones of roses,
blush the savior faire!
Flashes pink in running waters the sloth peeping in & around!
Dusk spills auras of au revoir and roves in rave review,
pink splashes along lunar lights in peer groups teeny in....sight! !
the rhythm poses delicious. A beautiful write, Swetha. You're indeed a witty poet
The sincere flow of words, strives to signify in every line, and the rhythm sounds so marvel to read and digest. Wonderful write, as usual The_African_Son (Th³_ªfR¹cª¬_šºN)
Wow I really love ur creativity..u try to think everything from a different n ur own view..beautiful
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loved the flow and liquity of this poem, especially liked the second to the last line.