amitav mazumdar


When - Poem by amitav mazumdar

When the morning appears with all its shine
Like a stolen jewel in the museum again
When the noon comes tiptoe near my window
Like a stranger lost his way and murmurs
When the evening races away from the eyes
Like a very old friend in a speeding train
When the night flaps out all her glamour
Like a swan still marvels on the blue waters


Poet's Notes about The Poem

SEEING THROUGH THE WINDOW HOW TIME CHANGES ITS COLOUR AND FABRIC

Comments about When by amitav mazumdar

  • Gold Star - 9,229 Points Geetha Jayakumar (9/11/2013 10:12:00 AM)

    Beautiful way you have presented this poem. Each changing scenes you have described well. Loved it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, June 25, 2013


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