Eternal Desire

Eternal Desire short poem

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Hold me tightly as a creeper holds a tree, and adores,
Kiss me time and again like a wave touches sea shore.
Be with me forever as moon and earth stay together,
Love me unconditionally as God loves all creatures.

Be friendly with me to explore romance and erotica,
Like a red rose represents an insignia for exotica.
Be sweet to me with joyful bliss to heart and mind,
As first shower of monsoon is a boon to mankind.

You have made known to me the path of life, in depth
And thrive in an extrovert world with interfaith.
Your proximity taught me ‘how to live life to the fullest’
And lead a divine life for basic human need and interest.

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Basanta Kumara Behera

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Ex Adviser, Sanmar Speciality Chemicals Ltd. Interested in microbial process development technology for value added bio-pharmaceuticals. Like to interact on Fermentation technology & Biotransfermation.
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