It Is Morning Poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya

It Is Morning



It is morning

May be the farmer goes to the field

to sow seeds or to tend the plants

or to reap harvests

But I have nowhere to go
Nothimg to do

But to gaze tongue tied

at the vale of tears made of light

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Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya

Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya

Belur Howrah West Bengal India
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