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The Abstract
THE ABSTRACT
Sound of silence
is lost
to the echoes of darkness.
Wind whispers its passion
To sleepy leaves.
Mists on the windowpane
Reflects glimmering stars.
And silent eyes of wandering mind
Wakes up in its consciousness.
Then….
Strange words reconstruct
Into reminiscence,
And a poem is born.
A poem by goutam hazra
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