Storm Brewing Poem by Abhinav Baruah

Storm Brewing

Rating: 5.0


The evening is dying
behind the red glasses
And he sings
'Josephne, I send you all my love'

The night is lying
along the yellow river
And he sings
'Josephine, I send you all my love'
A bird flying along the cloud is caught in the radar
And an apple is tremble in the storm

(C) Abhinav Baruah

Monday, March 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 28 July 2020

Such a nice poem, Abhinav B. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.

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