Moon and Blooms
As a rule the room
Is full of ennui and ash
Except when your moon
Peeks behind bits and pieces
Fireflies in moment’s clichés
Moments normally
Insipid tea in old cups
Except when your look
Blooms all over the shadow
Waiting in acute hot sun
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7/9/16
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2016
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