by Arul Santhosh.D
Oh! My angel,
Made off curds and creams!
Captures my pleasant dreams,
Gets nearer to me
And enlightens my soul not you but we!
My spirit and desires shower
On the lap of a flower,
A fragrance of delightful flavour!
Together we behold the joy and the feel
Makes my body and wounded soul heal,
Let my spirit console
On my angel’s lap
And be a precious gift
That fills its wounded gap!
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ABOUT THE POET ~
I am Arul Santhosh.D from Thanjavur, Tamilnadu, India. I was born on 8th July, 1985. I did my schooling at St. Antony's hr sec school in Thanjavur. I did my under graduation B.A English Literature., at St. Joseph's College, Tiruchirappalli. I am very much inspired by some of the renowned poets like kahlil gibran, william wordsworth and few more writers. Through them i get interest and start writing poems.
Last updated July 01, 2017