Constance
C ome,colour my canvas mind again with your white ink,
O pen up those horizons for another flight~~
N ostalgic,melancholic and sublime,
S ing again those pleasant serenades
T ranquilizing my mind with soft words,
A nd let me see the world through those eyes
N esting a bird called sorrow,
C arelessly leaving its impression in my mind
E verlasting and almost eternal.
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By:kashinath karmakar (10th January, 2012)
Copyright © Kash Poet | Year Posted 2012
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