Fossil Poem by Prayag Saikia

Fossil

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Slay me,
and place my body,
beneath a rock.

One day,
the rock,
shall conjure up my spirit.

I'll wait,
till you send me a quill,
at the end of your flight.

To start a line again,
on the smiling Buddha, -
my metamorphosed friend,
who guards me in drought.

Wednesday, April 11, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: dream
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Indira Renganathan 12 April 2018

Superb poem.....like the title too very much....thank you

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