My Evening Poem by Shamik Kumar Bose
My Evening
Once my Evening will come
I shall only lamp a light
No matter the outside may be dark and dense
I would still love to lamp a light
For I know the Tree is a Spirit
That I have neglected so far
Yet the cool breeze inside
Will make me dearly swear
The Moon will look the same
The Sun will laugh again
Yet I will know then
My last prayer to enliven
March 2010
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