Pink festival : a sonnet
By dibakar purkayastha
What is better than a pink winter
When I have a festival of pink flower
What is better than a pink fragrance
Let me have here my pink romance.
All your swans and doves in park and lake
The best part of the year,I can undertake
The frost in morning and dew all over
Tranquility with pink petels near and far.
All our women should love to don in pink
Sky will shower the sunbream, I think
Holy son of God will born here soon
Pink city will celebrate with pink festoon
Serenade carols will be played in night
Surfiet pink love the city will celebrate.
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