Flowers Of Eternity - Poem by Sanjukta Nag
You didn't find a secure corner in the sky
To plant the intimacy of previous night.
On the lap of rusty afternoon
Your sun yawns and spreads yellow,
Before drifting away quietly
From the sapphire core of zenith.
But don't bury hopes with the sun my love.
At the end of the day,
You have to pour smooth orange of dusk
On this invisible soil of infinite space.
'Cause the seeds of your nocturnal wishes
Surely will grow a tree someday,
With dazzling stars hanging
From the sweetness of romantic branches.
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