Treasure Island

amitav mazumdar


From The Hills


Beyond the reach
Atop
Swings slowly
A puff of clouds
I've tried to catch
And failed almost
At every bouts.

The shake is still
In my heart
It began anew
When I passes a hill.

Down below there
Where I've lost
Years ago
Amidst the valleys
And frost.

Now the wind is gone
Those golden heights
Sparkles
I ran and ran
Till I stopped
lofty and lone.

Submitted: Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, July 25, 2012

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a nostalgic journey

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