Silent Crow
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Anil Kumar Panda
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The crow has reconciled to its fate
Stopped flapping its wings
Sitting on the window sill
The silence in the meadow is eerie
Spring is mute around stones
As in meditation air is still
Sweeping sound at the doors and
Scent of night oozing from her
Body makes the crow get lost
In a thought that one day upon flat
Leaves it would scrawl down
A poem on love and trust
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