A Dead Leaf
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A dead Leaf
Rolling here and there a leaf,
Grey leaf on the road floating,
A leaf severed from the branch,
The very source of life,
A grey leaf on the field,
roadside and in the air fleeting,
In the sunshine and in the dark night,
The dead leaf is flying with no choice,
A choiceless mind is like a dead leaf,
It floats with unknown pain,
A mind mature with deep pain of life is a grey leaf,
Dead leaf and dead mind synonymous,
Life is a dream like a bud dreaming to bloom,
A dead leaf is flying having no choice,
I am a leaf of an eternal tree,
Detruncated from the branch.
@prabir Gayen
23 August,2020,9: 18 PM.
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