Dark Poetry
A Anjandev Roy
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Beautiful morning,
The weather is truly fine,
Everything shines,
But they can not relish,
As the dark poetry of their mind
Prevents them from it,
Long time elapses,
Still they can not get rid of the black and unpleasant poesy,
Gradually the weather becomes dull and insipid,
Their names are deleted from the glorious realm.
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