COCKTAILS MOCKTAILS AND LIFE August 13, 2016 When The Sun Turns Cold It’s time to go back home It’s time for the sun to lay cold It’s time sleep takes over all strife It’s time love settles In hearts of the wandering souls Let me borrow a pinch of the peach and red Let me slather a dash of hue that’s gold Before the sun goes down and turns cold.
Maniparna Sengupta Majumder August 16, 2016 at 9:19 AM · Edit Nice poem and a breathtakingly beautiful picture… 🙂 Reply
Beautiful
Nice poem and a breathtakingly beautiful picture… 🙂
Thank you Rupam 🙂
Thanks Mani 🙂