Weeping Brook Poem by Jujutshu Kumar Deb

Jujutshu Kumar Deb

Jujutshu Kumar Deb

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Weeping Brook



The weeping brook whispers
To the boulders and pebbles
Moaning its awaited fate,
The sun quietly lifts her soul
Professing love throughout the summer.
The wind sighs over the prattling pebbles,
The birds cry savagely from thirst.
The moon comes like a fairy,
White pebbles glisten, white pebbles speak
Alarmed, finding their tears dried up.

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