The Paranoid Sunshine

I didn't notice when sunshine had come and started talking
In loud amber tongue with the pink rhododendron flowers
And the grey shadow of tall oak inquisitively stalking
As the mauve ivy cloud kept looking from its white tower

In your kiss lies the well-being of my colors my dear
Say rhododendrons to the sunlight in whispering voice
But still I find you making shadowy  love with moisture
No, dear, said the pink petals, to you let me make it clear

No need  I know the cloud and moisture along with the dew
In my absence they all are passionately after you


September 19, 2017
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September 19, 2017 at 4:34 PM
Great poem PRobir.. The sun can be paranoid and jealous...
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September 20, 2017 at 11:00 AM
Thanks, Silent ... Whether the sun is jealous or accommodative depends obvlously upon the poet concerned ! ...
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September 19, 2017 at 11:19 AM
Very clever Probir! I had a smile and a laugh reading your poem--well written as always- a fun to read!!
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September 20, 2017 at 11:10 AM
Thank you, Vijay ...
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