The Evening Poem by ADITYA BHADURI
The Evening
Shadow-water extending up to the horizon
A boat made of light floating;
Who is plying an ore? facing towards the west ?
Far-off verdant valley
Evening is falling
The peasants returning to their village
Crops on their head.
Deprecit moon peeping behind the leaves;
It is she who plyinga an ore;
Her face covered with shadow
But evening- star glimmering on her forehead.
It is she who plyinga an ore; Her face covered with shadow But evening- star glimmering on her forehead. star should glimmer on such faces...... thank you
Good description of nature....Thanks for sharing....10 for you...
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4/23/2024 2:34:17 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice