On The River
P Pradip Chattopadhyay
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slosh of oars
ripples the night
of tremulous moons
the nightjar soars
on silver light
a sad tune croons!
tides up swell
lap the wood
in ceaseless kiss
moon grows pale
in deep brood
of broken wish
the misty haze
spells the core
spins a dream
mind in daze
forgets shore
drifts upstream!
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