Autumn Dream

Hashtag Kalakar

Nov 1, 2022

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By Atish Chattopadhyay

Air is chilling slowly

Breeze calling me to dream

Sky is getting fine blue

Snow white clouds like cream

To me they’re talking

Enchanting the verse of nature

I am dreaming in the morning

Like the other creatures

There is no dirt at all

Environ is crystal clean

Festival is blowing my mind

Haunting me to serene

By Atish Chattopadhyay

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