Fluctuations
Blue, red, black,
and white,
the April-wind has
so many hues
As you do your hair and
change your clothes
In the sky,
there are the
mid-sea blues
How you love today and
tomorrow sharpens the
knife-edges
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2022
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