Lady Playing A Mandolin Poem by Jayakumar Jrain

Lady Playing A Mandolin

under the silver moon
Lonely lady of the night
Look deep in your mind.
she is sensitive.
she touches the strings of mandolin.
moonlight kiss the strings.
winds come in open window.
black hair flying
room filled with the sound of mandolin.
I will find you there to paint it blue.

poem written jrain

Lady Playing A Mandolin
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