Fall Colors (1) : Wichita, Novemeber

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P.C.  Koushik Sarkar

There was a poetry who wanted to bloom,

And waited for that perfect moment,

When variegated shades kissed the wind,

Characters bloomed in happy love.

 

The poetry discovered a rhyme,

When the foliage gathered the exuberant hues,

A whiff of breeze caressed the grass,

Words broke the cold glacier.

 

The poetry grew in the unheard hues,

A mystery veiled the rhyme,

Woven some stolen glances,

the ripples of winds drew words of an unknown story.

 

The poetry grew in the fall colors,

My words losing in a delirium,

Breathing in a sweet intoxication of the ethereal colors,

The poetry wants to write again !!

 

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