Thick Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Thick



Dusk falls like a garland
Of Jasmine;
Air gets charged with
Fragrance of love and
Seems clean;
Come, to rest your head
On my chest;
To play with your hair
With love, this season
Is the best.

@Tiku

Monday, October 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sanjukta Nag 14 October 2015

Dusk falls like a garland Of Jasmine; what a biginning! lovely.

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Mannah Shekh 12 October 2015

It's a sweet and enjoyable poem.. Thank you :)

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