Back To Yesterday
P Pradip Chattopadhyay
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I look up and see the diurnal moon.
It's like yesterday.
Same spot, same time, same moon,
A deja vu of dream walking
Where yesterday stands still
And I'm coming back timeless,
as a part of the heavenly drawn sketch.
I look past the tall tree
to touch the diurnal moon.
It's back to yesterday!
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