By : Parthajit Borah
Oh; my endearing Globe ,
Have you ever perceived
the warmth of your mushy bosom?
Scattering red flecks of red longings,
Accentric minds chase the dreams
To suck your green tears
at a little distance.
Oh; my enchanting earth,
untold agony of your white breast?
Sailing numerous ship and boat ,
Interminable bargaining crowds
over the price of your green vibes.
Oh;my beloved mother,
Calling you, as ‘Nymph’.
Let unveil your irked face .
Now, Silence would ruin everything.
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