Abstract, by Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh Subscribe to rss feed for Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh

I rambled long
On a foggy  day in winter.
A long distance travelling
Pedaling my bike.
The fog dispersed
Riding on a lonesome village road
And  the sun appeared
In the western sky
Dispelling  the  wintry  gloom.
Now before me
A sprawling paddy field 
Brown with stubble
Stretching up to the foot
Of the blue hill yonder,
A tree grove seen  in the middle
Still some fogs resting
At  its foot and
A few white clouds floating
Farther at the brae
top and above the blue hill.
Then a moment
I longed to sit yonder
With a maiden
I dreamed  long ago
Yet not seen.
Posted: 2020-09-23 12:47:03 UTC

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