Somnath Sarkar


Chrysanthemum

A despondency manifest in the prayers,
Drifting from the village ossuary in squares-
The dead pass as the tired sun leaves the way…..
Amidst thankfulness for life, for the day;

The crescent moon sedulous tumbles sway-
The fun and thrill of pastimes after school,
The wistful childhood in the memory spool~
Life breathes… as a green leaf sprouts,

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