A shadow I see
of my own hand plodding
some lines  about you
in memories only
are you nesting
behind   veil  of a  moon
or  as  mist
stuck unto some rose
or  swishing past still
as  whiff of   fresh air
with your  skirt whirl
oh,how in sweet oblivion
to this day
you make me swirl…


2 thoughts on “Hemline

  1. Lokesh Roy

    After posting a poem ,one always looks forward to the comments by Louis Kasatkin which gives a further impetus to write.Such is the power of his pen and please read the above comment to know what I mean.

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