To My Dearest Verses Poem by AMITAVA MAZUMDAR
To My Dearest Verses
Those pavements hundreds of feet
Trampled every day,
My words softer than kiss
Lay there, some crosses the bay,
The prey screeches under the talons
Before beaked to death,
My verses are likewise
Bleeds and bleeds to a watery red,
Those green hycaniths on the bogs dance
My thoughts born there
And then drowns in a sublime laze.
Monday, August 13, 2012
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5/13/2024 1:39:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Thoughts born and drowned in a sublime haze Very nice liked it