through the broken pane of thy window,
peeps the silvery streak
glows thine radiance in luminous waves
why doth it then steal
the charm of thy cheeks,
knoweth it not,
thou art mine,
mingles it in thy silken locks,
rusheth out quickly,
hiding behind the grey peaks …
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soumyav 
Very romantic especially in the part “mingles it in thy silken locks”
Thanks a lot Yoshiko
Most welcome, Soumyav 🙂
The heart of the poet shines, even in the darkness, love holds the candle…
Humbled by your words, John. Thanks
Magnificent. A jewel:)
Thank you Vishal for such a compliment to the simple verse