Spring Bride, Me Groom Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
Spring Bride, Me Groom
Spring entered my room
And filled me with its perfume,
To spring's bride I felt like groom.
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Haiku | 05.09.13 |
LOVELY YOU CONVEY A DESIRE TO MARRY MAY YE AFTER WINTER SPRING WILL COME NEXT YEAR SIR DO WAIT PLEASE NO NEED TO HURRY ALL MONSOONS ARE CHANGING HERE IN AUTUMN ITS SNOWING GREEN LEAVES ARE SMILING
Know PP to throw stones in quietly musing waters. But any feedback is good enough. At least there is no indifference. Thank you.
Broom of love and life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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5/5/2024 6:40:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
What a wonderful description of spring. A unique thought. So cleverly written.
Thanks for some good words, more for reading and finding it fine.