Sweet Morning Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Sweet Morning



As the first streak of a light
Sneaks into my room
As a fresh flower in my arms
You begin to bloom

Your face glow as a bud in
Warmth of my love
You fall upon me with open
Wings like a dove

As the ray gets thicker upon
Floor to shine white
Like a rose washed in soft dew
You glow dipped in sweat

Sunday, July 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Upendra Upm 19 July 2017

splendid life - supportive words., flower starts blooming as the first sneak of light.To view light, daybreak as one more opportunity to realise oneself.

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Anil Kumar Panda 19 July 2017

Gratitude for taking time to read and giving wonderful comment.

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