No Rhyme
The whole day spent
With broken clouds
No taste nor colour
A boat drifting on
For aeons and aeons
Inside the moment
Resides what not
Red bitter warm
Soft flute green
But the orange has left
In the boat so
No radar no rhyme
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1/10/2016
Not for Contest
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2016
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