As you were standing among the crowd
Like a delicate tendril upon the spear of chauvinist !
Your dignity was sulking and sapping out by and by
I was little enough to pick your peril
But I still dared and you survived…
You know when for a brief our glance met and I caught your moist
Clouds were witness and they endured my melting iron heart
So many years has gone
Whenever raining happens
my body quivers at the mere touch of that moist .
Dr Pragya Suman
copyright@pragya suman 2/3/2020
Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 1:29 PM UTC
As you were standing among the crowd
Like a delicate tendril upon the spear of chauvinist !
Your dignity was sulking and sapping out by and by
I was little enough to pick your peril
But I still dared and you survived…
You know when for a brief our glance met and I caught your moist
Clouds were witness and they endured my melting iron heart
So many years has gone
Whenever raining happens
my body quivers at the mere touch of that moist .
Dr Pragya Suman
copyright@pragya suman 2/3/2020
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