Night Is Here With Its Tales
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Anil Kumar Panda
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night is here
with its bagful of silence
with its scary face and
it sits cosily on the fence
night is here
with its silky touch on
the worn out souls lying
flat since day's light is gone
night is here
wearing dark apparels
weaving in web of dark
thoughts many bizarre tales
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