You taught me the poem, the muse,
Your language jumps into the valley of my heart
Runs over my veins like a waterfall:
Your words are bees that buzz
Over the paper of flowers,
Your sentences are streams
that meander in the forests without a comma or a full stop –
leaves that autumn gathered year after year
are reams of paper on which you write
you give your heart for a mere drop of sweat
and
fill our hands with lots of grain ,
you cover your body with oceans
and our nudity with civilizations
you swallow seeds and spit flowers
that is why
that rain drop in the cloud
frets for a place in your heart -
Oceans Your Saris
Seshendra Sharma
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 02/13/2020
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Poem topics: autumn, cloud, rain, place, write, cover, language, valley, body, year, paper, heart, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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