When Poem by AMITAVA MAZUMDAR

When



When the morning appears with all its shine
Like a stolen jewel in the museum again
When the noon comes tiptoe near my window
Like a stranger lost his way and murmurs
When the evening races away from the eyes
Like a very old friend in a speeding train
When the night flaps out all her glamour
Like a swan still marvels on the blue waters

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
SEEING THROUGH THE WINDOW HOW TIME CHANGES ITS COLOUR AND FABRIC
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Geetha Jayakumar 11 September 2013

Beautiful way you have presented this poem. Each changing scenes you have described well. Loved it.

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