Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 19, 2016

Silence Speaks in cold weather…~by Lopamudra Mishra


Silence Speaks in cold weather…

Chill morning ,and I am in bed,
Under the blanket,
Tossing and toiling with your warm anamnesis,
The empressement rejuvenated my pallid gore,
I pulled out from comfy lap,
To drench in aurora glow,
The majestic star kissed me red,
All my chilled faded way,
Me and my garden laughing again in cold wave,
Now while travelling in bike,
Cold wind felt like hot ray,
My vertibrae jiggles with your rhyme,
Actively I run miles in track,
To get a glimpse of endeared blaze,
Even from the closed windows,
Of running limousine,I feel ,
Your aroma and existence,
That’s very pleasant and exquisite,
The bond of silence may be frosty,but
Your memories alleviates my spine…


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