By Nakul Darunte
A river of thoughts flows through my mind shallow at the dusk to deep at dawn with just a thought of yours meeting the sparkling oceans reflecting moon of heavens.
Sometimes the river is violent quarreling with dusty thought.
Also still when I see you at pretty a spot.
You know what is the beauty of the river that it does not leave any ox bows of regretful fear.
But fear of not pleasing you at the scary darkest cloud.
The bottom of oceans are surreal having presence of dandelions to pray before them to hold your little palm,
till my breath goes on.
Keep it up Nakul!
I felt very happy to read these beautiful lines.
Waiting for more lines penned by you 👍
What a poem Nakul! very deep…
Every single line of the poem is written beautifully 👌 Well done !! 👍
Good one bro keep it up. Waiting for more lines.
Glad to read the beautiful lines! Congratulations, Nakul 👏😊 Would like read more lines penned by you.
Great Poem!
He is my roommate, though.