The Tussle Poem by Jaswant Singh Saini

The Tussle

Rating: 5.0


Fog
Dense and obstinate,
Refuses to relent
Day after day,
Seeming victor
Against the burning Sun,
Converted into shadow, listless!
The Sun
Seemingly withdrawn,
And lukewarm
Emerges the true victor;
Obviously at work
Behind the screen.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Once on a wintry morning when the sun was playing hide and seek with fog
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajnish Manga 16 July 2020

Shows the skills of the poet as a keen observer of nature. Thanks.

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