The Zooming Helicopter Poem by Rimni chakravarty

The Zooming Helicopter



Winter seasons
Life become dull; as though I exist with no reasons
The sunlight falls dim on the land
How cold remains the hand!
But then the zooming sound strike
Helicopter on top fly
The sound has its own appeal
It; s the time to upheaval.

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helicopter fly high to sustain life
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