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Silken ribbon
Quiet morning
On the gravel of the way
Sounds of raindrops
Childhood days
Rays of the sun blocked
July is relatively less hot
Gaze at the clouds in the sky
Bonsai on a windowsill
Fills aroma in the air
Shrill voice
of a long-billed bird
Present layered with past
Hazy window glass
The drenched boy waves
From the cave
Suddenly, a new wave
The wind blew your
blue scarf
We ran after it
Both knit and split
The moist wind behind
Grew crazy for the blue
Commuting
between the transparent
cloak and the translucent
eyes
Making us crazy too
A heady brew
Unsteady steps
A pink prep
Brink of the slope
Irresistible dope
Inside the cave
Two fountains
tied with
The silken ribbon
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12 July, 2025
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Probir Gupta
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