White Are The Robes, My Kamdev Wears Poem by Rasul Mir

White Are The Robes, My Kamdev Wears



White are the robes, my Kamdev wears.
His brow is adorned in flowers red,
His path, I'd take in drunken stupor,
go, tell my love of my pangs

Sunday, July 15, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: flowers,red
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Rasul Mir

Rasul Mir

Kashmir / India
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