Vangogh In My Front Yard Poem by Syed Ahmed Shah

Vangogh In My Front Yard



Spring at the gates
The errant sweeper not seen for days
Dry leaves pile up under the trees
Before I could feast my eyes
A priceless Vangogh blown away
By the thoughtless breeze...

Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: spring
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Syed Ahmed Shah

Syed Ahmed Shah

Guwahati, Assam, India
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