Death
Wondered sky tied up
the death at last,
the murmur of rain has stopped
and dim light of a melancholic star
touched me and became gradually monotonous with sadness.
The unfinished poem therefore melts in the dew
and covered the horizon.
Copyright © Partha Sengupta | Year Posted 2020
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