Monday, 21 November 2016
Sunday, 20 November 2016
The Science Of Poetry: A walk By The WoodsI was walking by the woods,...
The Science Of Poetry: A walk By The Woods
I was walking by the woods,...: 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 m...
I was walking by the woods,...: 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 m...
The Science Of Poetry: Though we claim that science and poetry are quite ...
The Science Of Poetry: Though we claim that science and poetry are quite ...: Though we claim that science and poetry are quite ironic but believe me, it's not. Instead I would say they have similarities. I have l...
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)
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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