Silent Lake Poem by BIBHAKAR DUTTA
Silent Lake
Dear Lily,
Winter days have gone,
And I am standing still
Beside country's silent lake.
Some of season's dank leaves
Are still lying near my obedient garden bench
Where I stretch my hands
To adorn a new poetic sketch.
Sweet touch of wind tries to persuade
That Which act should I now play,
This arid heart wants to ponder
And ponders all the day....
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8/28/2026 7:21:41 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Splendid write. Simple and beautiful. Enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing.
It's my pleasure
My pleasure...