Songs Of Seasons: 04 Poem by Subhas Chandra Chakra
Songs Of Seasons: 04
It has knocked hard,
So hard this time-
On the doors
shut from within,
Calling without a name,
the winter has come.
The winter has come
With all the allergies
With all the disgrace
With all the distance
emerging out of nowhere,
this is no more a season
of moments to celebrate,
nor of moments to lament,
But to shrink down
as much as you can
to the core of your
very existence.
The winter has come With all the allergies With all the disgrace With all the distance emerging out of nowhere, Lovely description. Nicely crafted. Thanks for sharing.
Indeed a beautiful narration of winter and its difiiculties....10++++
With all the allergies With all the disgrace With all the distance emerging out of nowhere, sir what a nice poem heart touch your poem 10++++++
Thanks dear Mr Ranjan for your sweet words of encouragement.
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The winter has come With all the allergies With all the disgrace With all the distance emerging out of nowhere, Lovely description. Nicely crafted. Thanks for sharing. 10+++++