One Dusty Evening Poem by Pijush Biswas

One Dusty Evening



One dusty evening, and I methink
A call from far a distance
The sun sets and the moon does wink
Beneath the tree peahens dance.

I said to Him, God! O, bless
'Tis deep and narrow the lane
And could see my hope half or less
To be filled, and obtain.

One Dusty Evening
Thursday, March 10, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: evening
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Pijush Biswas

Pijush Biswas

Srirampur, Nadia, West Bengal, India
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