The Quiet Noon
This quiet noon of winter
Enters softly my leaves
Puts on the chlorophylls
A wave disintegrates me
The quiet breaks free
The quiet breaks free
Uproar from the dark
Admonitions stark
Trauma in the tree
Comes back the noon
Comes back the noon
Fright, flight and night
Then the stars bright
And the golden nest
Tales in the pink chest
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Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2016
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