Winter Night
Night
Sleeps in
Winter robe
Stars fall on dew.
Night dies in cold hours
The last breath makes the mist.
You lift the shroud like the sun
My meadow dons jewel at dawn.
October 5, 2017.
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2017
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