I ever wish to lie under the shade of your love
where my soul can always purr like a dove
and feel the warmth of your cosy cove
and rise afresh daily like the new sun
past clouds and mists and twist and turn
and glow ever radiant like the ochre dawn
in your presence winter turns into the cosy spring
and the flowers bloom and the koels profusely sing
while the south-wind does on lush branches swing
in your arm my mind stays calm, but feelings glow
and like the waters of an unchecked river my joys flow
into distant lands where only olives of peace can grow
under the shade of your love, I lie to dream
of a pretty life where poetry flows like a wild stream.
(A Tercinnet)
©Prafulla Panda, India.
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