birds flying in the air,
and
a tiny stream flowing gently,
this togetherness,
below the burning sky of mid-day, below the green unknown tree
the sun and shadow
and myself
and a butterfly,
fading foot prints
remained nothing, in the dusk alone...........
birds, stream, sky, foot prints, butterfly,
never returned......
in the elfish wind
a bottle of red wine
and a safety match.....
(c) Asoke kumar mitra, March 20, 2015 :22:50 India,Kolkata
Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 1:21 PM UTC
birds flying in the air,
and
a tiny stream flowing gently,
this togetherness,
below the burning sky of mid-day, below the green unknown tree
the sun and shadow
and myself
and a butterfly,
fading foot prints
remained nothing, in the dusk alone...........
birds, stream, sky, foot prints, butterfly,
never returned......
in the elfish wind
a bottle of red wine
and a safety match.....
(c) Asoke kumar mitra, March 20, 2015 :22:50 India,Kolkata
drunken mid-day sky.....
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