Ma'hulika-11 Poem by dipak adhya

Ma'hulika-11



I am I, and you are you
No poem can suck the dew
Of sorrow of autumn season
Not to get the spring for ever.

You must not go into the oblivion
As I already said
Only for this poem.

This is a unique opportunity
To make a bridge
Where love showers
In words and rhymes.

There always remains an inspiration
As Mumtaz behind the Taj Mahal
Like wise I curve your name
Behind the series of the poems!

Monday, August 3, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Varsha M 03 August 2020

Yes there is always a Mumtaz behind every Taj Mahal. Good historical inception.

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