Last Line-2

Poem By Bhartendu Second

It the was the dead end
of a sorrowful song

with silent sobbings
and mute cries of
my sad being

now when the lovers
of faceless emotions
come to me for 'instructions'

my skelton dances
on an unknown music

and proclaims the eternity of
love and joy
our bodies feel
but only our souls decode

Comments about Last Line-2

the soul! the soul! how often people neglect such beauty there a fine poem

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