Gossamer wings
Intricate rings
Interwoven dreams
And sighs within!
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They are the wings of love, wings of 'Bhakti'. No 'Shakti' can clip them......fly! fly my friend into His love-garden........wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
certainly little queen.........your wings are not clipped.........fly high like an eagle and like a vulture you never ponder on the dead ones.........
A nice poetic imagination, Jyoti. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks