NEST OF DOVE
i saw,
i saw her and lost,
amidst the crimson path of
memory lane..
asked her "do u desire "
or still you are a lier".
she stared at me..
and said "you are the only solitary
nest of this bird"
"whom i desire and admire".
it seemed it was her
quest for the love.
and i was the nest for this dove.
2 comments:
smtimes the beauty of words is beyond expression , awsome
words for praise are smaller...
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