I Wished
In a fine weather
In your garden ,
I wept
When the gentle breeze blew .
As the fragrance rose
From the champaka flower,
When a wild pigeon cooed
Roosting on a tree branch yonder,
When egrets were seen flying
Towards the distant blue hill ,
In a fine weather ,
I wept
In solitude
In your garden .
Copyright © Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh | Year Posted 2015
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