The Southern Window

Scattered Radhachura,

Scattered Krisnachura,

The lone cuckoo song

Adding an unnamed tone

To the April hot morning

To the air of the midmorning.

Playing of clouds on the sky

Creating a play of lightdarkness.

My solitaryness echo through

The chirps of the sparrow,

Gather on my south window railing;

The quietitude splashes words on the page


Author: Sangbad

A published poet. Avid Reader. Favorite authors (few) are Satyajit Ray, Saradindu Bandyopadhyay, Bankim Ch. Chatterjee, Jhumpa Lahiri, O. Henry, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, etc. Music lovers. Love to hear Rabrinda Sangeet, Anjan Dutt, Enrique Iglesias, Mozart & Beethoven (though can't say which is who's symphony). Dislike to get clicked. Love to be self (introvert).

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