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Nov 2016
It's like a bird
limited by movements
brooding later
on love, feed, and flight, flight, flight.

It's like a fish
swimming in a sea of habits
forgetting self
for few minutes of relishing self.

It's like the lord of forest
thumping paws cause earthquakes
sweet will paints air- red or green
till time puts a radio collar.

It's like a diamond
angle of vision creates the glitter

16th Nov, 2016
Written by
Sumit Ganguly  Kolkata, India.
(Kolkata, India.)   
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     Pax and Sjr1000
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