Vignettes, poetry by Pratik Mitra at Spillwords.com
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Vignettes

Vignettes

written by: Pratik Mitra

 

Open sky is still such a treat.
Birds flying at the backdrop
of dark floating clouds.
Tree leaves tossed up in a shy breeze.
Slum-dwellers screaming aloud
subsisting their life, flaunting their defeat.
Hope seems to have left a few more keys.
The point is to make use of them.
The kid perhaps knows the game
for his thinking with heart puts him at ease
and so focuses on spinning the top.

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