Tuesday, 9 May 2017

Morning courtyard
Enveloped
With the dried leafs of jack fruits and mango tree,
It was simmering in dream:
It was swept, cleaned,
Dried leafs piled

 and taken by municipality people to dispose:
Courtyard again waited dry leafs to fall 

and settle over it to listen their talk of whole day.


~sp~

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