Sonnet Of Poems-03: The Late Bird Poem by Subhas Chandra Chakra
Sonnet Of Poems-03: The Late Bird
This time
I was no more alone,
For I had got her back,
My poem-
Standing on
A cross road of pages
Yellow with desire
That surges in a moment
When the last leaf had fallen
And the late bird
Had left,
Bidding a farewell
To all those
Mid-summer night's dreams.
Life is a crossroad, at every corner there are puzzles to work out and rediscoveries to carry on. In this series I shall try to trace them back, on my own.
Standing on A cross road of pages Yellow with desire Nice lines... a great sharing for us. 10 for it.
A cross road of pages Yellow with desire Nice lines... a great sharing for us. 10 for it
Bidding a farewell To all those Mid-summer night's dreams. Loved the poem as a whole. 10+++
My poem- Standing on A cross road of pages Yellow with desire That surges in a moment When the last leaf had fallen And the late bird Had left, Nice thought.Thank you for sharing this poem
Life is a crossroad, at every corner there are puzzles to work out and rediscoveries to carry on A nice tribute to good poetry. 10++++ for it.
Standing on A cross road of pages Yellow with desire That surges in a moment lovely, creating urge to read again. 10+++
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Standing on A cross road of pages Yellow with desire And the late bird Had left, Bidding a farewell To all those Mid-summer night's dreams. Loved the poem as a whole. 10+++ for it.