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Romantic Ode From a Nightingale
Let me dedicate this poem to Richard Lamoureux who took time to read my poems and left lovely comments. There is a Nightingale outside my window Sitting on a dried branch of my willow Singing romantic ode Facing the passing moon “Oh dear, it’s love When you chose night over day When you kissed earth every monsoon When you bloomed every morning and When hummingbird fluttered around you It’s love Flowed through the breeze Caressed every single rock in your flawless course Rustled in the deep dark forest When you kissed sky in seven melodies When you danced to the rhythm of thunder When you took away my children to surrender It’s love Immense love to sing a melody with me The same old lyrics you composed to make me” There is a Nightingale outside my window Sitting on a dried branch of my willow Singing romantic ode Facing the passing moon “Oh dear, it’s love When you chose night over day” -puvi-
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