NaPoWriMo (# 18): Love..

Black night drips silver,
on the musky sheets.
Jasmine scents waft in,
and the lovers, it greets.
Moon tries to peep,
but shyly, it retreats.
Heavens conspire to let love grow
so tender and sweet.
 
 
 
 
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About Shoma Abhyankar

I believe "Life is short and the world is wide"and travel is best possible solution to make the best of this life. I am Shoma Abhyankar. Welcome to ASTONISHING INDIA
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