Sunday Poem By Sangeeta Sharma
Love-Song
Come, let us fly
To touch the sky
Clasping the love-balloon
Buoyed with hopes high
On the flying saucer called faith
Reach the zenith
Emboldened with no cares
Free in the invincible air
Lasting, lucid, live
Swaggering in its arms
And dreams charm
Aloft in the gossamer clouds
Come, let us fly
High up
You and I !!
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