Sagar Patil

Rookie (Pune)

A Window

Once 'twas a special dawn, as gazed I through a frame
Outlines of hills were calmly swaying ocean waves
An afloat ball's ablaze with gleaming flames
Lyrical dulcet chirps I heard in slow octaves
As joyous unseen birds sang merry songs
My mind then wander'd in a sea of thoughts
The day grew older, (and a temper strong) ...
'We lose today what we had always sought! '

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