Love: A Flooded River Poem by Paramananda Mahanta

Love: A flooded river

Love is a flooded river
Who dips there can't stand,
If you are overflooded
It covers you with the sand.

But its fishy opening goes the shore
For the people low or high,
Your cravings keep you bleeding
Even though you are shy.

If you enter only a waist deep
It tickles your fancy and craze,
If you land one step deeper
You will find its rage.

Someone hauls at the shore
Will feel the breeze not so bland,
If you still breathing away
It buries your memory in the sand.

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