Just Now Poem by Neela Nath Das
Just Now
Just now I have seen you
in orange jacket,
writing poems
in the attic.
The cool breeze's
soothing your head
and disease could not
make you sick.
You are there
and the rumor
stirred my mind.
I condemn the guy
who wants your illness
from your behind!
If the sickness
is from the waves
of tiring day,
take rest and
get well soon,
I shall pray!
Sickness caused from natural causes is cured with rest. Nice poem. Thank you.
When the sunny day tried to win over the land, the storm comes harshly to take over them...a sick for love, a bad romance maybe...but again i see...life is so competitive but true love will cure all miseries_SOul
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4/19/2024 9:05:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Lovely poem sickness of mind due to something stuck up when clear no sickness may be like this as we feel than