Poem: The Shy Evening Bride
Penned By B D Narayankar
Far away somewhere, when the sun sets
The evening bride pulls her veil down,
walks in on the sly
Then this bride, rising gently, like a shy bird
ambles past the inkish sky
She conveys something.
Perhaps you may recall having seen
A girl drenched in shyness, ambling past her beloved
That looked something like this.
Penned By B D Narayankar
Far away somewhere, when the sun sets
The evening bride pulls her veil down,
walks in on the sly
Then this bride, rising gently, like a shy bird
ambles past the inkish sky
She conveys something.
Perhaps you may recall having seen
A girl drenched in shyness, ambling past her beloved
That looked something like this.
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