Page 53 - SHAPES OF LOVE
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UNIQUE MIRTH  NOSTALGIC LOVE

 May be we are unique
 Love is not all Greek !  Not tasting relief, which is wandering into blur time
 Moon kisses sea,  Lazy muscles of heart cough in vain
 Sun kisses the earth  Given up smile from my healthy skin
 Feeling so ecstatic and mirth  Not adapting myself  into lonely shelter of singleness
 Why not thine, be mine...  My happy interior no more sees spring around
 Mountains clasp the sky  Totally in Ruins pleasant eclipse my soul
 Dont possess eyes  Solitary thoughts getting infected by doubting flames
 Even cuddle rainbow, cherish  Hard to breathe in free air which slices my artful poetry
 Times to times, even rivers hug oceans, clinging so tight  Clinging to my hopeful dreams, not letting go optimistic era
 Never let go off each other  Freighting against my setting sun of hope
 Why can’t we be one,  I am lying alone but with your lovely phantom of love
 When our soul rock like might...  Reminiscences overpowering all streets of brain
 Birds love beyond words,  Untouched no more is heart, being teased by Spears of past
 No gestures, flocking in herds  I am in oar less yacht, Tripping towards anonymous destiny
 Meeting beaks, being true to each other, affinity always seeks
              At the peak, gazing at your eternal existence
 We possess words,
              A green flag waves off for hurdle free trip
 Expressive gestures and so loving faith and trust
              I am smooching our mutual Deposited love
 Who dare dissever us
              Caressing and being Caressed by fully stitched lovely refugee
 If love like ocean is deep
              Not found, still I am lost, not in dark pastures of time
 As we possess
              But inside noisy chants of our precursive talks.
 It always mutually thrusts...
 Breeze licks leaves cheeks
              @Parkash Pencia
 Getting intimated with dew drops
 Which love seep, teasing the innocent hairy flower’s petals
 Getting blended so deep
 Why should we just peep,
 Non-living's love more than living's
 Sans feelings yet love affinity they keep,
 We being above, well born for love
 In downpours of love trenchant
 We must steep..      @Parkash Pencia

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