Conscience Poem by BIBHAKAR DUTTA

Conscience

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Again no hastiness,
Just too good to be
A quiet lover,
Just alluring
To be a lovelorn too much
All the day as such,

I'm just like a weaver
Weaving those fresh
Leaves to bestow you
A big poetic page.

Waiting here
Motivelessly to feel
A new essence
That quivers those lines
With rapturous presence
On the day of conscience.

Friday, October 19, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: spiritual
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BIBHAKAR DUTTA

BIBHAKAR DUTTA

Malda, West Bengal, India
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