The flowing currents <br />Of sheer savage passions <br />Awakened a forgotten era <br /> <br />They gate-crashed <br />To unlock the flow <br />Inundating whatever <br />Came their way <br /> <br />Directed yet directionless <br />The passions recklessly danced <br /> <br />The glow-worm passions <br />Settled on the night-skin and <br />By morning turned into <br />A bouquet of fresh flowers <br />Secretly nurtured and bloomed <br />Within a loving and longing heart<br /><br />indira babbellapati<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poem-on-fanciful-passions/
