subodh pandey Poems

The spilled silver of moon
over a distanced lake,
in the still of night.
A boy mounted at the edge of boat
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fallen leaves rumbled
under the cart wheel, silent
alley to village.
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A man stands at window, watches a tree
thrusting its outline in the sunbeams
The sunrays roll down the leaves,
in all splendour.
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in the gloomy interface
as the light recede, serpent of dark crawls idly
deep into the night.
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Crescent moon wanders
in search of its remains
at the edge of wood
a white trail of cart track
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Enveloped with their absence
gripping the slippery hands strongly,
they walk to mountain
wind breezes past insanely.
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the spread out yellow
echoes in the stolid eye
a flushing harvest.
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shadows from the day, dust laden
tied loosely to the sound of footfall
enter the house.
The shadows dissemble and spill
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White flakes settle
on the firewood
crimson tale of morning
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The wandering moon is caught
amongst the tree tops on a hill
A shrinking rivulet flows
as a thin staff of an old man
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