Nip In the Air
Winter sets in all around
Sun is soft and birds joyous
Your silky soft songs in air
In a cool prayer
An illusion of soft peace
Enveloping pains and wounds
No sign of vandal or hoon
Moon in the prayer
You come so beautifully
In my green leaves and pink buds
They seek blue sounds in the blood
Sun melting in air
The nip in the air is nice
Warm words are born of your love
Like the black and white poems
Inside wings of doves
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8/11/2016
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2016
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