Friday, September 6, 2019

First Love Comments

Rating: 5.0

Night flowers shed their sweet essences
Trees in the wind perform mystical dances
Hiding in clouds the moon takes furtive glances
With shrill hoots ill-tempered owls play petty nuances
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Anil Kumar Panda
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Aniruddha Pathak 13 September 2019

A good five-liner with the same rhyme indicating the consistent nature of the first love.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 13 September 2019

Night flowers shed their sweet essences Trees in the wind perform mystical dances......so touching and amusing expression. A beautiful poem on love is amazingly shared.10

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