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Sunday Poetry By Soumyadeep Chakraborty

What shall I write?

What shall I write thou say?
How can I ignite thought
Amid the hay,
Be my patron O dear, swaying away all fear…
Be together as the Sun stays in the eyes
Half covered half headed beyond the clouds,
On the day, at the time
My ashtray does the rhyme of thy name…
The day ends when
After all the sport and game.
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