binod bastola

Bronze Star - 2,262 Points (India)

Midnight (I) - Poem by binod bastola

Handful of hopes
Tort in this night of grooves
Lonely path of narrow street
Speaks with me- -
No, tumultuous
No, any covet from this carefree night- -
celestial blue looks so glamour
Stars and moon jewel of her.
Back to Earth
Every dusty wind of winds
In this night of wing
Gulped by this night of midnight win
A hope of new breath
Breathing in this night of midnight day!
Like the Sun ray
All the lightness of pray
In this midnight of blue day

Topic(s) of this poem: night

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 25, 2014

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