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For The Unwritten Ballad

For The Unwritten Ballad

written by: Aneek Chatterjee



The sky is copper this evening.
Leaves are swinging in the tree.
Winds have ably carried
my whispers and young leaves are
ready for an immortal love story.

The sky is copper.
But all green leaves have turned
gold, in sudden ecstasy,
looking at me, the irresistible
bird, preparing to fly to the green
for the impregnable ballad
of love, unwritten thus far.

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