Theft Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Theft



The flower will bloom in the night
With the color pure white
And the moon will come up to see
The flower will dance free
Wind will blow from the dark east
Through high wall of mist
And take away the sweet essence
The flower in grief begins to dance
Slowly and silently the night fades away
The flower droops low and it can't sway

Thursday, August 27, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: flower,night
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Yoonoos Peerbocus 28 August 2020

nigh wall of mist my favourite line...theft is revisited finely

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Kostas Lagos 28 August 2020

Wonderful poem my friend! Splendid way of writing!

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