Vision

Nov 14, 2022

1 min read

By Amitava Mazumdar

Those eyes there high at

Draped in a cloudy mist

I couldn’t read properly

Nor penetrate them least

Cloud were all over

One wraps then the other

Like a troop of polar bears

Mating together.

By Amitava Mazumdar

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