YOUR SPACE

Poetry
Emotional Chains

Two kisses for a golden
lie. Don't manipulate the shelter.
Moon will take rest in my poems.

Song of sparrow has
died. I am bewildered. From where
I start writing glory of sunrise.

My each nerve trembles
when I gather the dried jasmines,
you dropped telling goodbye.

Love is an emotion that beautifies and ennobles. Still it is a chain though made of gold.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP
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