Derivative Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty
Derivative
a little sheep
not know the beauty
meadows posses
such we human child
though our age
crossed thousands and thousand
yet swimming in time
to catch a root
our origin
started to move
a sheep
not lost
but in dream
a meadows as we
always seeking a stop
to stand as the
final exposed
as a poet with words
as an artist with lines and colors
Pranab k c
17/07/2019
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