The Unveiling Winter Sun - Poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty
Hope tearing the grey shroud
Lays warmth on frozen bed;
Suddenly edges of clouds
Get the hold of golden thread.
Slowly woven bright skies
Filling colors to fade gray.
Leaving indolence to die
Dream sees a bright day!
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