I palely loitered as a star <br />that walks on high valleys <br />suddenly once for all I saw far <br />A bunch of wonder red roses growing a fountain. <br />Beside the lake underneath the bayon <br />hovering and singing in the cool zephyr. <br /> <br />Simultaneously formulated their joy <br />as a bell on cloud nine. <br />They extended for and innumerable line being coy <br />ten lakhs saw I peep at gleam <br />uplifting their head in a feisty bop. <br /> <br />They bored my awareness <br />in a huge jovial shine <br />Heart of mine charged with exhilarate <br />with the bop of the roses and drunken wine.<br /><br />Hrishikesh Bharadwaj<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/red-hearts/
