Seashore Poem by Upendra Majhi
Seashore
I got the fragrance of your oily tress,
As I sang the old oriya song,
talking of life with the chord of relation attached,
is a sheer embarrassment,
You are too loving to say that,
but scent of your tress is here, there, everywhere,
your mind is too independentto swim back to myshore.
night is dark, sea, sky is dark, seawater, oily dark,
we will call all this very childish as we grow old,
a poem of division through childish actions? ............well written Upendra
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4/30/2024 10:38:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautifully crafted. A poem with touching expression.