THE RHYTHM OF THE BUTTERFLY Contemporary Poetry Anthology by Santosh Kumar Biswa
This Valentine In love, I wish for this Valentine, To make promises of thousands of bonds, Between you and me, until death, And of love, different than ever earlier, In a lifetime, to label it as a symbolic one. Let it be, not like the kisses and hugs, And just an unstable merry making, Made before, so ordinary and alike. Let us be different, to make it different. We shall dissolve totally in blue, Unlike others, at least, not in lust. Let others make promises, So youthful, with their wine and dine, So fragile, that last for a while. Let us create a more promising one, Which no one’s done, right before an altar, With no lust or wine or dine, but, With the binding of our passion in an orison.
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