wildflowers in bed of rocks poem 14

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Wildflowers in bed of rocks


Tall woods standing side by side

Sprawled beyond horizon

Walking alone there on my own

Mesmerized by its mystic beauty.


Silver rays of full moon

Adding more magic to it

Creating some scary illusions

And opening doors to dreams.


Would not have been surprised

To discover a fairy taking rest

Cherubs or elves startled suddenly

Hearing  human footsteps.


Well did not encountered any

Mystical being through the walk

But the fireflies and the moon

Showed me nature’s fireworks.



8.08.09, Garia, Kolkata





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