The dense spread of green sprinkles dews on my tired eyes. For a moment I imagine climbing up the hills and caressing the azure sky! The colorful birds fly kissing the tender breeze.
Suddenly my attention is skewed as the train enters the heavily squeezed city!
bright night--
I walk with the moon
in my dream
My Dream
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- Written by Pravat Kumar Padhy
- Category: UtB 2018 - Haibun