Ashok K. Bhargava-India/ Canada

Ashok K. Bhargava-India/ Canada

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Monsoon Dreams

I compose poems
like marigold flowers,
yellow, gold, pastel and maroon
carefully pierced and
threaded
into a garland of colorful harmony
placed on your lap
to evoke midnight dreams
in a room with open windows.

Words come down
like a spray of raindrops
to inflame craving for you.

My room is empty and
windows are open.
You descend with the winds.
I am waiting to be loved.

Ashok K. Bhargava

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