The Reeds
A Anjandev Roy
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Gentle breeze blows,
The beautiful reeds dance with ease in an infinite way,
I see it
And my poetic soul too dances
With great delight,
As I meditate deeply,
I feel the lovely reeds begin
To flash in my inward eyes
With all their beauty and glory,
Soon I decide to write an immortal poetry about the glorious reeds.
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