All Day Long Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

All Day Long

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All day long game of blue-dark cloud,
Wind is not playing pipe of palm-leaf;
All day long my mind is silently aloud,
Only the memory-tree blooming deep grief.

All day long blazing fire in the oven,
Combustible firewood turned live coal.
All day long a wreath of dream woven,
Only walking neither path nor a goal.

Friday, September 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: day of silence
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