Under the shawl of moonlight
I have been meditating
so many seasons passed by
I kept on contemplating
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jasmine like dream perfumed the isolation Very striking undercurrent of poetic skills.--
A beautiful meditative poem. A scent of your thought indeed. Love is always profused in desolation.
A refined poetic imagination, Parveen. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.