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An ardent lover
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English Poetry |
A mysterious but an ardent lover, he is
jots a few lines
every day, on a piece of paper
to his lady love with ardour.
Only to wash it away on the dot.
Sitting on the nearest beach
daily, at dusk; with a screech
he throws the love letter
into the sea to scatter
on the waves with foam swell up.
Neither has he wished her lady love
to know nor read it from above
the waves to construe better
and to realize his ardour;
Just, he lets his emotions to flow.
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nice poem ma’am
@rajdeep;
Thanks a lot.
The poem has captured an unique and secretive act but that does happen.Loved the poem and the story.
@kanchana;
Thanks for appreciative comments.