White, Black, Yellow And Crimson Poem by Upendra Majhi
White, Black, Yellow And Crimson
And in the wee hour,
world has woken up,
dazzling white rectangles windows of trains
in a row, moving north
black shapeless smoke billowing up
froma high conical chimney,
half a circle yellow moon in the
elevated west sky going west,
, soon east turned into crimson.
whatever impresses your mind in the first instance,
must be subjected to further investigation.(sir Goethe)
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