Theme: Gust


by Kingshuk Chakraborty
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Growing darkness -
Wild gust from the west
Is shaking the tree,
Breaks to wrest its
Young branches  
In flying spree.

Cloud on the face
Of the setting Sun,
Who fears to see,
Lives that tied with
The shades get uprooted -
Vagabonds shackle free!


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Comments on this Poem

Comment Thank you so much, Rama Shankar Ji!

20-May-2014 09:54 AM

Comment Really good one...

Rama Shankar
19-May-2014 00:20 AM

Comment Thank you so much, Rupradhaji.....

18-May-2014 23:49 PM

Comment beautiful

17-May-2014 14:49 PM

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