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After Sleep

by Anindita Bose
(Kolkata, India)

Uncountable silver arrows
came and pricked my thoughts

as i meditated in a greenish
hued land surrounded by
splashes of water from a
stream flowing by

the mist and dusk liberated
the shadows dancing around

while i kept staring at the
setting horizon...

blood oozed out from my
unborn thoughts and amidst
that red air

floated the patterns of my
palm lines

i kept calculating the hours
in a senseless expectation to
reach another land

like a tale of flowers who wish
to witness a tomorrow with
lifespan of today


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