For A Little Dove
With a word of curiosity
And a manner of mysticism
You will bring a breath of fresh air
Wherever you go
With a feeling of warmth,
And a smiling face,
You will bring life,
To the bereaved tired souls
Like a little dove
Who determined to bring peace,
Flies with its white-wide wings
Despite the red blood stains.
2 comments
Hi Priyanka,
The dove has been captured so beautifully by your magical words….I have become a fan of your poetic excellence
Pushpendra
Hi Priyanka,
Few have captured the seasons as succinctly and beautifully as you
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