Seshendra Sharma
Nagaraajupaadu/Nellore district/AP/India
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Fallingleaves

To toast this age,
One evening I lifted my glass and saw
In the wine shadows of falling leaves
Hopes fading every minute, as stars by dawn-
This age has filled living breath with sighs-
World, a hemlock thrust into our hands,
Where the sun waste his light
On the sand dunes of this land-
A Desert this
In which the stream of humanity lost its way;
My nation is engaged in a nude dance
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Fallingleaves
Tuesday, February 25, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: hope,visionary
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is from Seshendra Sharma's Second Collection of Prose Poems ' The Burning Sun "
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