The Enticement Of Love

When the sharp addiction of love
Thrust the illuminate sense at the door of heart,
The poisonous fallen memories then
Arrive and gather all around.

When in silent cry for failure
The tear roams streaking down,
The waves of crazy love then
Stand like a peacock screening tail.

When the power of bodily sensation
Raise stimulation in every blood cell,
The dew bath white flowers then
Fall by the ruthless desperation of time.

When the strong enticement of love
Invokes romance making tune in the air,
In the unrest mind then
Is blowing wayward storm of the time.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 10/17/2014 9:48:00 AM
Time to change the future is in your future.
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A K Das Mridul
Date: 10/19/2014 1:13:00 PM
Thank you so much.
Date: 10/17/2014 8:13:00 AM
Time is ruthless. Time is desperate. It does not look back. Good poem indeed. love.
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A K Das Mridul
Date: 10/19/2014 1:12:00 PM
Thank you so much.