Poetry by Gopal Lahiri

Skycap

Tonight the tiny stars waltz every now and then a little bit of rubs, lips pucker to gather words and spring a dark surprise as they take off. some planets adhere before being tossed aside, there is more to life than patience and feel, they must indulge in some. the half moon impeccably attired in shades of white and silver, all the rushing acquire raging filaments lay out a deadly skycap emerge from hiding at last. there is an air of sangfroid about the wandering night clouds, blush of the evening sky fail to remember the flight of stairs down to the much maligned earth.

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