Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2013
The sky winked with stars
Fragrance of moonlight wafted through air
Passionately crooned a nightjar…
It was all in vain
They couldn’t penetrate my pain
Begot by a life not taking me far…
Slowly fell mute the cosmic theater.
Pradip Chattopadhyay
728
   Nirmalee, ---, --- and rained-on parade
Please log in to view and add comments on poems