The Slice of Blue Sky On Your Teeth
The slice of blue sky on your teeth
Those blue lamps in your eyes
The window of flowers a little beneath
The two cherries where sunlight lies
The crimson heat that unties
The commas and stops from the wreath
That gleefully plunges into the skies
While the sword is busy to unsheathe
Look at those excited birds
Also at the surge in the stream
Not distant a blizzard
In the cups emitting steam
Red and blue desires teem
At the end of purple foreword
Ocean seeks to break the theme
Let it be, the wind whispered
December 21, 2017
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2017
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