The Heiress To My Poetry.... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL
The Heiress To My Poetry....
I am the Sun to her
And she is the Moon to me.
Our love is the God that makes
Our micro universe in the macro cosmos.
Her silver beam will never let
Me run out of my power helium.
When I shall bend down in the west
She will be up above and glow with love poetry.
Friday, November 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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