Washing The Black Wings Of Spring Poem by Sanjib Saha

Washing The Black Wings Of Spring



Who will take care of you -
The man or mankind?
I never dreamt a dream-
The landscape changing,
The leaflets are opening the folds.
The raindrops of dark deep eye
Are washing the black wings of spring.
Who will take care of you-
The crescent mother!
The earth!

Now we are exhaling
The toxic truth of civilization.

Thursday, December 26, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life,philosophical
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