Theme: Story

A New Page

Hours of sleep,
or opening and closing
different pages of dreams,
I await the morning to dawn

I await the morning breeze,
the waves of distant chirrup
and on the blades of grass
the dazzling morning dew

I await the fresh buds to bloom,
a butterfly or two to fly by in glee
and walking by the still lake to see
a duck or two to float as if boats in the sky

With every small step to script a page,
new that was not written ever before,
and the tiny steps lead to new phases
to gather new wisdom to be saints and sages


More By  : Dr. Kumarendra Mallick

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