Thoughts of Words

Hold Your Step Dear Traveler…–Michael Madhusudan Dutta

Red, Yellow, Black

After a long time written a Tanka.

enamored in dew

rose got plucked one autumn morn.

dried, lost smell. memory

capturer. diary page yel–

low enamour by black rose.

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