Saturday, 30 August 2025

🌹POESY: Rain drops and roses 🌹

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Rain drops and roses

As monsoon so closes.

Lots of medicines,

Oh, awful those doses!

These are a few of my

Daily poses,

These are a few of my 

Noxious noses.

Oh, when the mind whines,

When the mood swings,

When the insane form goes,

I'll simply be relieved 

To be myself,

To be myself once more.

So, store.


Composed by Sugata Bose 

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