White Lane Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty
White Lane
And at its end
A white lane
Lighted with
Ephemeral beauty
With its bold presence
Pull me to take rest
Before finishing
The journey forever
And you believe
That ephemeral
Got its eternity
To play such poetic game
During my living agenda
Where life the first runner
Death following a weak imitator
Keeping long distance
To hide its faint shadow
As it doesn't exist!
Pranab k c
08/04/2020
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6/9/2024 4:26:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
ephemeral life now on the door sill of eternity!