Life A Spelling Of Heart Poem by Paramananda Mahanta

Life:A spelling of heart

A spelling of heart begins at birth,
With the beauty of a mother openly match.
The coatof love is shining after,
Only for its warmth withinbreather.

A simmeringsense chooses to pound,
Divinityin men and women around.
For moving eyes and senses so wild,
Helping hands and praising voices to mild.

A telling touch with flowing soothes,
Heart winks with squarely packages.
A mesh of wit to filter theanger,
A care of virtues to guard the thunder.

Tending love for depressed may throw,
Dare the evils in venturous moves.
Carve a patient-niche in the turmoil,
To stand out storm and impatient boil.

Seek the worth on beauty maydue,
Divinity is the spell for its longing virtue.
The glory of love to embark the desires,
Life is a thirst and love is the shower.

Senses are windows and heart is door,
Craving for knowledge push you more.
Chasing beauty or chasing spirit,
Life on the asking for heart so grit.

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