Sad Soliderity Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty
Sad Soliderity
Where could I get that my
Time back
To smell air as the
Morning celestial
To stretch my hand
As an inquisitive child
Begging help from almighty
To erase his first sin from
Carrier chart
Where could I get that my
Ecstasy back
Not knowing the rage of fire
Just put my palm to flame
Never after tried to get my own
That soft and blue ignition of flame!
Pranab k c
01/06/2017
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