Celebration
You sprinkle golden dust
I read them and feel silky
In dark or light, read I must
Two are toward the path milky
Even in the nursing home
Amidst the smell of illness
Golden dust do roam
Vacuum cries for fullness
I am a dreamful river
You are a flirting ocean
You and I together
Carry forward the fusion
Lo, there the birds call
Let’s go to dancing hall.
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2015
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