GHAZAL* / Poem by Ranjana Sharan Sinha

Poem by Ranjana Sharan Sinha
Poet-author- Professor
The call breezy comes seeking deep love in hushed hours,
I find ringing sweet echoes so sad in gushed hours.
Unbound love that grows into tree dense with leaves bright
Without seeds and roots spreads within me in sushed hours.
I can’t prune the love cos the shade cool provides peace,
The heart’s reasons, who knows, you tell me in nursed hours.
The dark sky becomes starry, soft wind caress me,
I feel happy, pink roses bloom bright in blushed hours.
Some scents distant come close with rare warmth and touch chords,
A few moments long lost return soon in flushed hours.

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