Anil Kumar Panda Poems

With glasses resting at the
Edge of my nose I watch the
Faint shadow of the sun slipping
Down the horizon
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The wind is westward bound
Shaking the branches and caressing
The sleepy flowers, makes an eerie sound
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In the distance
The helpless wails of
Crows fill the air
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The sound of rain makes me awake
When it falls hard on the roofs and trees
The drops with wind blow into my room
I feel cold and shiver and begin to sneeze
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There is a lull in the air
As December descends quietly
There is sudden flow of verve
As flowers get soaked in dew silently
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And the heart will go high up
Into the sky when I watch you
In the morn when the flowers
Shine in the golden ray of the
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What is gone is gone
Nothing is permanent in
This world under the sun
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I will not be here
When you need me the most
May be in the sky or
Into the deep earth I will be lost
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Stars are tear drops
When the sky weeps in pain
When the lonely clouds mourn
And sing a heart touching strain
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The bee hums in the morn
Flitting around the fresh flower
It's tiny heart is full of love
And the flower is its ardent lover
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