Angel Of Poetics Poem by Paramananda Mahanta

Like happy ways She leaves me
With some sweet greetings
For waiting heart, ears and eyes,
To take the bite of tears and glee
In the courting sleepless nights.

Carry all forl forget to blink at Her face
My beating heart deniesto leave her grace
Her inviting cheeks and flattering lips,
Put eyes on my head to think so deep
Lays sneaky lines for searching eyes.

Thickens my tears toink myhead
In the spirit of searching heart's blade
With a glow of senses paves theroll,
To ensnare some gossips from hearts
In the glory of mankind and all.

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