Sunday 20 November 2016

   A walk By The Woods
I was walking by the woods, beneath the trees covered with snow
And a river with a never resting flow,
For that moment my mind was free,until I saw a bird on the trunk of a tree.
In a merry voice it was singing a note,
Whose sweetness in the air did float
It made me remember about the days that were passed,
The song my dear one sang for me last,
Whom in that stormy I lost,
The night when the trees were covered with frost.

I finally got who the bird was.
But she had no time to wait for me,
Nor I had wings to follow her.

By Me(Souvik Roy)

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