PRADIP DASGUPTA

Rookie - 1 Points (1-10-1989 / JAMSHEDPUR)

Love Poem 3 - Poem by PRADIP DASGUPTA

I am your slave and i
accept the slavery in
flavor of caravans of
sweet love moving
straight into my heart.
i accept the prison of
life as i know only
you and your memory will
be bars of these prison.
your soulful love is
enough to pray with my
lips.
my hunger is your love
and my thirst is your
water like body of yours
always moving, curving
and falling on me.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 28, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 28, 2013


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