Lost
Where did go the amber gold ring
That my gaze met on that evening
Magnificent purple centre
From where in bliss dream moon blooming
Ah if I had now got it back
From the elusive gray time rack
For rush in my spinal column
Once more I could ride on horseback
As I look now from balcony
All leaves turning gray on oak tree
I seek to hold it in my palm
Laughs at me a curt vacuum
The ocean has stolen the ring
A bird took it within its wing
To pink memory I still cling
Until ceases my ringless swing
October1, 2017
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2017
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