HappinessA Poem by Sumit Ganguly
It's like a bird
limited by movements brooding later on love, feed, and flight, flight, flight. It's like a fish swimming in a sea of habits forgetting self for few minutes of relishing self. It's like the lord of forest thumping paws cause earthquakes sweet will paints air- red or green till time puts a radio collar. It's like a diamond angle of vision creates the glitter 16th Nov. 2016
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Added on November 16, 2016 Last Updated on November 16, 2016 AuthorSumit GangulyKolkata, South Asia, IndiaAboutDevoted to writing. Occupation-Retired. more..Writing
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