Preterition
Whoever I dreamt about
Certainly it was not she
Though any woman I dream of
It might very likely be she
No I do not say that
She comes only at night
Though it should be very natural
If she avoided eyes of light
No balcony came out from the house
It was white and flat
Though a terrace would have been matching
And a stirring mouse
No the trees were not naked
But with rich foliage…
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April 14, 2016
For the Poetry Contest – Preterition
Hosted by: Sara Kendrick
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2016
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