Second Phase Poem by Nirmal Kumar Mishra
Second Phase
Unleashed from a tiny room across the banks
Deprived of arrogant flow of tides
Changing course down the shoreline
Leaving behind breach of faith
Culling residual energy of the spirits
In moments of interrupted sleep of night
Driving through the spine of time
Rays of lord hitting through the leaves
Makes day radiant with sensuous smile
As splurge of thoughts wane
Silent repose sheds wounds of time.
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