Thursday, 14 March 2013

To My Friend

When I behold you,
Glitter is shamed and thousands of sun shine,
In your eyes two,
Heart leaps out and serene thoughts twine.

When you smile,
The river runs a race,
Fountains stop for a while,
Deer take a jump seeing your glowing face.

When you open arm,
The sky comes to your hold,
The blood turn warm
To deny what is not bold.

When you take a gentle walk,
Elephants hid in the thick forest,
Your lips speak soft talk,
As love falling on crest.

___Ram kishore Upadhyay-
13-3-2013 at 23.55 hrs.

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