The Abstract

THE ABSTRACT


                    Sound of silence
                    is lost 
                    to the echoes of darkness.

                    Wind whispers its passion
                    To sleepy leaves.

                    Mists on the windowpane
                    Reflects glimmering stars.

                   

                    And silent eyes of wandering  mind   
                    Wakes up in its consciousness.
                    Then….
                    Strange words reconstruct 
                    Into reminiscence,
                    And a poem is born.

                                       A poem by goutam hazra
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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