The Palace of bliss~ Bhuyanshi TalukdarA Poem by Bhuyanshi Talukdar
Like dandelions rooted in love,
wildflowers in the wind and silver rain on our skin. Under the ancient walls of Punakha dzong The breeze blows and the coolness hits the face. Cigarettes are lingering, dense and overflowing With our love it gradually rises. As we reach the Mo Chuu River We dip our toes in the cool, crystal-clear stream Hand in hand, Reminiscing about the blissful moments of youth. In the serene sanctuary of Sangchhen Nunnery, Our hearts found comfort like birds finding shelter in their nests. © 2023 Bhuyanshi TalukdarReviews
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