Much More Poem by BIBHAKAR DUTTA
Much More
Hello my poet, my friend
I think so tired you are,
Lonely paths of old ways
Never let you rest in such
Frenzied days.
The inspiring May days
Are there to help you behold
The glimpse of your embellished
Poetic page.
Hello my poet, my friend,
Just be a straight...,
Don't champ and no miff please,
Not to worry...
Your tiresome hands have much more
To express,
Much more yet needed to be impressed...
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