Rhythm short poem

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A rain drenched evening,
Slowly fading twilight,
Holding the hem,
Round and round she goes,
With peacocks on their toes,
At the courtyard enfolded with rows of rose.

Hopscotch she plays,
At times kicking into the puddles,
Spreading her arms wide,
Gather raindrops in her bosom,
Radiant and joyous,
Until rebuke follows;

Thousand letters stare,
Jigsaw what they are,
Binding her,
In a cage of woe,
Stifling her within,
Where words flow in rhythm,
Glass slippers twirl in dream,
Farfetched though it seems,

Surreal not it was,
When destiny winked,
Glowing soft and pure,
Close with his breathe,
Lips touch,
Nestled in his warmth,
Bare her love,
And happiness unfolds so precious to her.

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asoke kumar mitra

beautiful…………loved it.


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