Too Much Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
Too Much
The rhythm with which
You flutter your eyelids
An arrow of love goes in
To the heart and it bleeds
The soft dance your lips
Perform when you speak
I go mad thinking from me
A passionate kiss they seek
The bunch of hair you tie
In to a bun upon your head
If I can’t put a flower there
It would for sure make me sad
The ruddy cheeks that glow
Like petals washed in dew
If you let me caress them I
Would have remorse but a few
Copyright @Tiku 09/10/2015
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4/25/2024 10:24:59 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Sweet pome.. Some lines are shaking my heart.. Thanks to dear poet