Garden Without A Bird Poem by Seshendra Sharma
Garden Without A Bird
The sky call me
Through the spaces of trees
Over the rooftops of houses
Climbing over the peaks of hills
And protruding
Through crowds of clouds
The sky calls
Pointing a finger of solitary star
Shows how many flowers
Fell to the ground
In the wars of seasons
Asks me to leave the garden
Where there is no bird
It says
I shall give you a moon
To dissolve in your soul
Come the sky calls -
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4/19/2024 5:20:02 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A well composed prose poem...10+++👍