BIBHAKAR DUTTA

Rookie - 72 Points (02-04-1987 / Malda, West Bengal, India)

Winter Afternoon - Poem by BIBHAKAR DUTTA

Standing at the mid of city street,
I bethought myself as a king of my own kingdom
forgetting sorrows of daily life.
I was lost in an another world
standing by the footpath,
you may call it a harborage of mobs,
or a busy park.

Now, I took a step towards my home,
but I enjoyed the walk perceiving
a different mood in that warm winter afternoon.
So, I say, 'You may have tried many times your luck,
sometimes you've got a lot, or sometimes you lose,
but do pass a moment that refreshes your breath,
and makes you a smart'.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 17, 2013


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