Cycle Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
Cycle
There is a glow in the morning sky
Deep crimson as if a fire burnt through
The night and slowly going to die
On the other side of the earth
Where a sun appears in the eastern sky
When here a day waits for its death
It’s a game day and night play
Like pain and joy in one’s life here till
In a deep hole he is left to decay
@ Anil Kumar Panda 30/11/2015
well composed poem, you have painted your passions in beautiful poetic language, thanks
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4/25/2024 2:50:56 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Superb poem with great imagery and nice free flow of words.10