Silence of Festival

Silence of Festival

Breeze drenched…

Dashami night caress the wet silence.

The oil lamp at the pandal flickering

Weak it is, ‘lone it is; a subtle beauty.

The tired soul of emptiness sighs soft

Despising self; crowd, chaos it now wants.

The halogen, lights of banner cast light-

On pandal. Festivity sussarate leftovers.

P.C. Gaganendranath Tagore

My first collection of poems 29 available at Amazon

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