Creepy Night
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Anil Kumar Panda
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the wild mannered wind
visited the countryside as the moon
in the sky looks serene and kind
the stars appear and disappear
as if being played by a sorcerer hands
and fall flat across the sleeping river
the trees stand deaf and dumb
guarding the dark cemetery where in
the departed lie silently inside the tombs
as wandering souls the fireflies flit
in the air lighting up the grasses that bend
down to kiss the earth with dew of the night
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