Sunglasses
They love her eyes
She, too, loves them
Those sunglasses
Soft grasses
Lofting moments
High in the air
Buying time
On the windows
Large and small
On the beach
In the dancing hall
On waves
Dwarf and tall
No brawl
No gall
In sunglasses
Just alone
In a safe zone
No cellphone
No hailstones
No woes
Only shows
Glowing in the sun
Big guns and zeros
The scholar and
The vagabond
Small ponds and
Ocean
Viewing cloistered
And oystered
What a bliss
Once captured
Painful to miss
Cloud nine and
Abyss
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July 3, 2025
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2025
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