Moonlight
Mousumi Ghoshal Chaudhuri
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Now, creamy texture
The moon smiles like
Fishes scale .
Let have bath into the matter , in the sky .
Soil is humbling at your face .
You have drenched into the members of rainy train .
At dawn , in the sun ray
Lets jump into the tolerance .
Being suffering myself is ashes
Lets be your institution of metaphors
Designed with regards, joys , and affection.
Let’s smile, sing, write with orchids of your soul. (prakashitabyo)
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