//Vox Populi(n.) - popular sentiment You come like buds on winter morns And let the Dews distract your red You never tell them how varied The colours beneath your Red are And they feel uneasy to ask so! You feel Afternoon naps are too cliché To share a bed with your own love And a morsel of your kiss stays stuck In your tongue like the Words you forget To utter out when They need proper captors ... (Full Poem in Caption) ©Rajat Kumar Dalai //Vox Populi(n.) - popular sentiment You come like buds on winter morns And let the Dews distract your red You never tell them how varied The colours beneath your Red are And they feel uneasy to ask so!