Satyabrata Barik


That Morning - Poem by Satyabrata Barik

That morning, world greeted with rains It seemed the rains would never stop As if it was close to evening Not a morning . But everything changed When the king appeared among army To remove their fearness And his shining personality Forced the enemies to fall back. The sun cleared the clouds Ist to be seen himself On the sky, then to throw beams; Soon rain stopped, Hot-cold morning beams Scattered on earth through the leaves And morning became morning.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 21, 2012



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